<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000</id><updated>2011-07-15T05:35:17.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-pout-s</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-4153964474588880276</id><published>2007-06-15T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T20:26:00.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointed.</title><content type='html'>ive just heard smthg that makes me feel. well, sad. and worried. and pretty troubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urghs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-4153964474588880276?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/4153964474588880276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=4153964474588880276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/4153964474588880276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/4153964474588880276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2007/06/disappointed.html' title='disappointed.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-6162701847535993160</id><published>2007-05-17T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T00:09:48.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[ raincheck . ]</title><content type='html'>im back, alive, kicking. just slightly jetlagged, and drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long yet short two months, and i would have loved an evening sitting and talking to you. but thank you for your prayers and your love and well. i hope youre doing well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im fine, i'll get through it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-6162701847535993160?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/6162701847535993160/comments/default' 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type='html'>the rain has past -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suns shining once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are still dark clouds;&lt;br /&gt;even so, i'll praise Him in the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank You Lord, for carrying me in Your arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-103341299339020880?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/103341299339020880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=103341299339020880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/103341299339020880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/103341299339020880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2007/05/weather-update.html' title='weather update'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-6098213079644440265</id><published>2007-02-14T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T22:04:45.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomed.</title><content type='html'>dear rachh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how you are feeling right now, but i feel like crap. still, thanks for loving me through the stress and busyness and everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll survive somehow, and i know you would too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-6098213079644440265?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/6098213079644440265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=6098213079644440265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/6098213079644440265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/6098213079644440265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2007/02/randomed.html' title='randomed.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-116619966826090594</id><published>2006-12-16T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T00:21:08.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update.</title><content type='html'>i figured this blog needs updating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im here. i dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm. yeah rachh. have a good trip. doing your sewing, reading, and all that's 'good for the soul'. you are missed and loved. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile i'll figure how to spend my next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish we could talk soon tho. know that the next time we get to talk is probably next year, but yeahh. you have to take care k. and i'll continue with preparing for your present. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-116619966826090594?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/116619966826090594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=116619966826090594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/116619966826090594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/116619966826090594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/12/update.html' title='update.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-116152631451892842</id><published>2006-10-22T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T22:11:54.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new tagboard.</title><content type='html'>ayee. its up. have no idea what happened to tagboard.com and really cant be bothered to go check out whats wrong. much easier to solve the problem by getting a new one. so there you go. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag along. or. erm. tag on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-116152631451892842?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/116152631451892842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=116152631451892842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/116152631451892842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/116152631451892842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-tagboard.html' title='new tagboard.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-116057770058647935</id><published>2006-10-11T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T22:41:40.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adnauseam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OKAY. someone has got to tell me what that word means! &lt;strong&gt;ADNAUSEAM&lt;/strong&gt;. sure dont sound good. makes little tingles run up and down my spine haha like a horror movie. anyway courtesy of gland im now curious as anything and yet too lazy to go check it up. hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my stomach dont feel too good (&lt;em&gt;can i dont go to school tomorrow - what if i have the neuro-dont-know-what virus flu!!&lt;/em&gt;). FAT HOPE i know but no harm dreaming right? its probably just gastritis cause i didnt eat properly. urghs. i do hate having gastric. speaking of viruses.. ive gotten back the first of my results. not fabulous but still presentable. &lt;strong&gt;BIOLOGY: 64.6%&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;. hohums, fiddlesticks. i dont know whether to be happy or not. apparently S22 did pretty well for bio (: good job, everyone! probably getting back the rest of my results tomorrow. i definitely can wait for that hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i really have been enjoying myself these few days. i got myself my silver star studs :D (i dont mind more pairs *hint hint*) HAHA and i treated myself to two winnie the pooh cross stitch sets too (: my my but my fingers are tingling already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;back to reality though, ive got tonnes of project work to do. thankfully its not that bad, ms de silva says we're &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; on the right track. *breathes a sigh of relief. hehs honestly im so totally relieved. but our organization is a bit off and we've overshot the word limit. so it'll be a busy time touching up and converting info into conceptual maps (a brilliant hint from ms de silva).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yes. SAJC open house this saturday! S4s please come (: sfc will be at LT2. you wont be able to miss the 'SAINTS FOR CHRIST' sign anyway; i'll make sure of that! its my new baby, brainchild, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;paphooey. how time does fly. in a mere year i'll be a darned J2 prepping for my As ): bleahh not a pleasant thought. but i do suppose after that is the fun part. &lt;em&gt;work hard, play hard rachel.&lt;/em&gt; for now im focusing on my pw and chinese. afterwhich im going babysitting! hahaha never thought that i would ever have such an experience but yes. if anyone has any good ideas of how to keep a 7yearold properly occupied, please let me know (: it would be much appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay, toodles~! its back to the world of pw. hurrah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-116057770058647935?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/116057770058647935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=116057770058647935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/116057770058647935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/116057770058647935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/10/adnauseam.html' title='adnauseam'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-116005432323117947</id><published>2006-10-05T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T21:23:32.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a wing and a prayer ;</title><content type='html'>okay now that my promos are officially over im making good on what i told becca cheang. ive come to write out a good substatiative post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha its been so long. do you think that perhaps ive forgotten how to? lol. well in such a long period its not surprising that so many million things have changed and though i do so hate change i guess its inevitable. oh pooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promos have been horrendous. not that i studied really really hard. but yes its been oh so much worse no thanks to my unfaithful nose who just has to start leaking on me the day before my major papers start. its been running nonstop and im having a splitting headache just trying to keep up with it. roar. how irritating but oh who cares. all i know is that im going to do well enough to get promoted but disastrously enough to find myself in yet another one-on-one with ms de silva trying not to feel bad about my results. urghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;hi&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;gh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ligh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; of the week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;leaving lit paper after 1 hr with the rest of the h1 students, leaving the poor h2 students in the hall for another 1 and a half hrs. goodness but that felt really good (: poor sam looked so alone as we all streamed past her out of the hall but its not like it was to our freedom.. we pretty much went from exams to our books. bio (oh &lt;strong&gt;HORROR &lt;/strong&gt;of horrors!) was in 4 hrs time and we all needed all the time we could get our hands on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;sneezing &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;eight&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; times during chem. oh and clearing my throat after highlighting each mcq question. there was this teacher standing in front of me and he kept staring at me as if he thought i was cheating. like puh-lease. as if i had the energy to think of cheating when all i could think about was focusing on my paper and getting it done properly. HAH. but yes. it was pretty funny when i thought about it later on. but the most fun came after chem (like duh.) when char and i went to sengkang library. there wasnt much of a selection there but we shared our favourite authors :D haha go read jean thesman and madeleine l'engle. and im going to lend char my laura ingalls wilder book series! and we're going to have bookswaps! ohmy ohmy i cant wait. AND THATS WHY YOU DONT LET TWO BOOKWORMS GET TOGETHER AND DISCUSS BOOKS hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;maths. its supposedly my pet subject. which is why ive never treated maths exams as exams. theyve always been pretty fun. but today. oh sheesh. i didnt know there was a last page! so i finished like 45 mins early and checked and rechecked my paper. but somehow i didnt realise i'd missed out the last two questions. which happily &lt;strong&gt;had to be worth 23 marks in total&lt;/strong&gt;. urghs just talking about it makes my blood boil. and it doesnt really help that i took my medication this morning. it made me super sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow this next event happened right after math but its so much more happy (: so i shall split it into another pointer haha. we (samantha, yinxi, mel, char, glory, dave, darren and i; basically all the lit people except lynette, keewei and aloysius) decided to go down to outram to sks. and since im the one who 'introduced' the place i was supposed to lead them there! unfortunately for all of us ive only been there with my dad which also conveniently means that i was transported there in the breadloaf.&lt;br /&gt;basically we went there to eat. but didnt know where to go. we went to this place called pearl centre. i tell you that name is a totally misnomer. that place in no way resembled anything pearly (eeeks!). we pretty much went into hyperventilation just laughing and laughing (to get over our culture shock - we had no idea there were places in singapore like that!). we ended up eating at a super duperly &lt;em&gt;ulu&lt;/em&gt; burger king on the 2nd level. to use glory's words: its so &lt;em&gt;ulu&lt;/em&gt; that they pre-prep the burgers and heat them up. yes.&lt;br /&gt;to cut a long story short, after lunch we wandered around trying to get directions, got directions, overshot the bus stop by 2 more and had to walk back. when we finally got there i brought them to the kids side by accident. thought the adults part was upstairs so we went upstairs only to see a huge chunk of the building under renovation ('oh shucks! dont tell me i dragged them here only to find out its under renovation!' i was going through a mental breakdown i tell you). then i found out that it was actually one floor below the kids one. ('phewww' i breathed one long sigh of relief) yeah but things turned out quite well. i think all the trouble was worth it. i love that place! after that though we went to take pictures at a playground. haha we were all like little kids frolicking, laughing like nobodys business. it sure was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me, i bought a book at sks today (: one of those ten dollar bargains. beams. cant wait to curl up in one corner and devour the book. haha its nice and long too. ahhhh now that promos are over theres so much awaiting! phase1 starts tomorrow. phase1 of my projectO. ahaha im loving this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay heres a really nice poem by robert frost :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A Prayer in Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Oh, give us pleasure in the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;flowers&lt;/span&gt; today;&lt;br /&gt;And give us not to think so far away&lt;br /&gt;As the uncertain harvest; keep us here&lt;br /&gt;All simply in the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;springing of the year&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, give us &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pleasure&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;orchard white&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;&lt;br /&gt;And make us happy in the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;happy bees&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;The swarm dilating round the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;perfect trees&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And make us happy in the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;darting bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That suddenly above the bees is heard,&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; meteor&lt;/span&gt; that thrusts in with needle bill,&lt;br /&gt;And off a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;blossom&lt;/span&gt; in mid air stands still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For this is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;and nothing else is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;To which it is reserved for God above&lt;br /&gt;To sanctify to what far ends he will,&lt;br /&gt;But which it only needs that we fulfill.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;nice right? haha you dont have to agree with me. but i find it oh so cheery and lively. its such a great contrast to the dreary attitudes that've been bogging me down from all around (: amazing what a poem can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those taking their major exams:&lt;br /&gt;jiayous! you guys can do it. all the way k? not much left. i'll be keeping you guys in my prayers. trust in Him for He is faithful. He will never leave you nor forsake you and thats His wonderful promise to all of us. its amazing aint it? lets stay forever in the warmth of His embrace. so yes.. persevere! run this race and look back with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy cheerios people! love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-116005432323117947?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/116005432323117947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=116005432323117947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/116005432323117947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/116005432323117947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/10/wing-and-prayer.html' title='a wing and a prayer ;'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-115834673892704204</id><published>2006-09-16T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T02:58:58.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyy.</title><content type='html'>i miss you girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study hard, dont stress out over anything.&lt;br /&gt;promise to go out after your promos k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msg/call if you need to destress or need a listening ear or a prayer or anything k? im here for you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-115834673892704204?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/115834673892704204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=115834673892704204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115834673892704204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115834673892704204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/09/heyy.html' title='heyy.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-115566008948181088</id><published>2006-08-16T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T00:41:29.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayee.</title><content type='html'>NEW LAYOUT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. its empty. but. thats me style these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and blog if youre free girl. destress or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-115566008948181088?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/115566008948181088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=115566008948181088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115566008948181088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115566008948181088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ayee.html' title='ayee.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-115398881590224847</id><published>2006-07-27T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T16:26:55.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gasp.</title><content type='html'>i dont know how rare it is that i actually dont come online for nearly two days straight. but. its nice to realise that -pouts- is the latest updated blog in my dashboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayyeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang in there girl. youve got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and IM NOT HERE FOR THE SAKE OF BEING HERE. lol.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-115398881590224847?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/115398881590224847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=115398881590224847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115398881590224847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115398881590224847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/07/gasp.html' title='gasp.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-115392224327507854</id><published>2006-07-26T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:57:23.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>complaints.</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quite dislike pw. honest i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and service learning is disastrous. well not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh i dont even know what im doing here.&lt;br /&gt;posting for the sake of it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-115392224327507854?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/115392224327507854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=115392224327507854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115392224327507854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115392224327507854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/07/complaints.html' title='complaints.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-115193675642797230</id><published>2006-07-03T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:25:56.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yayy. a poem.</title><content type='html'>roses are red.&lt;br /&gt;violets are purple.&lt;br /&gt;may our love! last.&lt;br /&gt;as long as turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care girl. i'm here to revive this place a wee bit. and to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont stress out too much ! hang in there and the exams will be over before you know it is. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course. depend on Him and His strength to pull through okayy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be praying for youuuuuuu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im here rooting for you k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-115193675642797230?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/115193675642797230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=115193675642797230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115193675642797230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115193675642797230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/07/yayy-poem.html' title='yayy. a poem.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-115070618875666036</id><published>2006-06-19T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T16:36:28.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>thanks girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you disappeared when my comp was fixed lah. ahh. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only call you RACHEL KOH. i dont go RACHEL KOH YI XING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i replied your letter. will i see you only on friday? BS on wed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no we havent caught up enough yet. yeahh you are right. the year gets busier and busier. and it makes me miss the early part of the year where we could hang out so much more often. with alpha and everything. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. my hols are coming again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;major stuffs always happen during hols you realise? ohhwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-115070618875666036?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/115070618875666036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=115070618875666036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115070618875666036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115070618875666036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-115063514373935838</id><published>2006-06-18T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:52:23.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im here!</title><content type='html'>hmm. ive gotten too lazy to type out entries that are a record of my day or activities. its way too tiring. and yeahh so ive barely been keeping any record here. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when the rare occasion when i need to say smthg comes abt..  i shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL LIM EN QI.&lt;br /&gt;please cheer up~! youre very much wanted and loved. no matter how we make you feel. we're just a bunch of insensitive nincompoops, all of us. and im sorry if we make you feel left out or insignificant! huggs. please take care. i love you K (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if theres anything you need to pour out. let me know! im here.. anytime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-115063514373935838?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/115063514373935838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=115063514373935838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115063514373935838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115063514373935838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-here.html' title='im here!'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-115043220557353594</id><published>2006-06-16T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T12:30:05.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyy girl.</title><content type='html'>we'll do our catchup in person aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre missed. greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back safe and soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-115043220557353594?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/115043220557353594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=115043220557353594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115043220557353594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/115043220557353594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/06/heyy-girl.html' title='heyy girl.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114891913683348262</id><published>2006-05-30T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T00:12:16.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you.</title><content type='html'>girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the beauuuutiful poem. and for your hugs and care and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh. but dont crush on that guy with the charming smile okayy. i know he's nice. but still. lol. i think you made his day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya wed.&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114891913683348262?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114891913683348262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114891913683348262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114891913683348262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114891913683348262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/05/thank-you.html' title='thank you.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114857110753863282</id><published>2006-05-25T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:31:47.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dedication</title><content type='html'>i would like to dedicate this poem to my angel (: thanks girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not In Her Storm&lt;br /&gt;by Sauni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the clouds rolling in and oh how it looks like rain&lt;br /&gt;And it is always I fight for the welcome change&lt;br /&gt;When it rains it pours on this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;So, I take the storms I feel to her each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know she has lived under her own pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Yet under her water her heart still doesn't change&lt;br /&gt;She can walk away from what hangs overhead&lt;br /&gt;And, not in her storm, are words left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in her storm have I ever felt alone&lt;br /&gt;Her storm ends, so I, may find my way home&lt;br /&gt;It's for me that she pushes away her own rain&lt;br /&gt;So, that I may find comfort in calling her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lives in this world for the sake of another's heart&lt;br /&gt;God, how she eases the miles when worlds apart&lt;br /&gt;And she never wanders when your world falls through&lt;br /&gt;Not ever in her storm would she do this to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has wings that I know not only I can see&lt;br /&gt;Cause only an angel could find strength to carry me&lt;br /&gt;It's the way that the eyes can surely view&lt;br /&gt;How her heart's written so clearly in what an angel can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in her storm is her work ever done&lt;br /&gt;And even in her storm she hands me the sun&lt;br /&gt;When her world is dark - I always have light&lt;br /&gt;And now how I hold the new color of night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She takes then she gives to an unhappy face&lt;br /&gt;So that many can find an awesome place&lt;br /&gt;I have been able to love her more every day&lt;br /&gt;And with her hand in mine the clouds roll away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in any storm that I will ever live beneath&lt;br /&gt;Could ever change what I hold here inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Not in any of her storms have I lost my angels touch&lt;br /&gt;To that angel out there, I love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i really truly love you. cheer up and smile. you mean the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my other dear friends. i love you guys too for making this world a better place to live in (:&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114857110753863282?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114857110753863282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114857110753863282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114857110753863282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114857110753863282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/05/dedication.html' title='dedication'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114830334760507925</id><published>2006-05-22T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:09:07.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>i have no idea what to sayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh todays been a badd day to conclude the badd weekend i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw shall be the bright and cheery start of a new week OKAY! haha. please dont make me upset or snything.. this goes out to EVERYONE. hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. im feeling nonstalgic too. bleahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114830334760507925?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114830334760507925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114830334760507925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114830334760507925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114830334760507925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/05/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114778556050102833</id><published>2006-05-16T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T21:19:20.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia.</title><content type='html'>dearest rachel koh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time for a decent entry here. perhaps it comes as a timely one, perhaps its random. but who cares? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pretty much read through all our entries. from the first to the most recent. its crazy how so much has happened in the past hmm 3 years. and how much we pretty much pretended nothing happened. and how we finally came and looked at it face to face. (you know what i mean. just read. lol.) its been a whole long and rocky journey. and im just glad that we're back here at pouts. together. YAH. I NEARLY TEARED reading back. and just kept smiling at the computer screen as it all goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im amused how we started looking around and ended up quite a sadcase and in the end found each other. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy we can be sadcases together. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come online soon girl. i wanna talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tell you that iloveyou rachel koh . *huggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114778556050102833?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114778556050102833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114778556050102833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114778556050102833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114778556050102833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/05/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114770645150661802</id><published>2006-05-15T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T23:20:51.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRIKE.</title><content type='html'>im going on a strike! haha.&lt;br /&gt;for those who know and understand.. shhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow.. im going crazy. running for student council is really very tiresome. goodness. whyy do we need to have platform campaigning for crying out loud! its so stupidd and i just know im going to embarrass myself. ahh well. honestly i dont know what mel and i are going to do on wed. she says sing. charlene says we shld do a spastic dance. HAHA. charlene! she's my most funky creative etc campaign manager. heh. and OHH. speech on fridayy. like shit. i totally have no idea what i should say. WHAT IF THEY DONT LIKE ME?? haha. im so totally being paranoid and freaking myself out. but thats the fun of it no? haha. mann i sound so sadistic! to myself at that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ohh. and rugby finals on wednesday too! no cca!!!!!! (: although i dont mind SFC (: lalala. sighh if i get into council i have to quit sfc right? bleahh. stuffs and bothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy its off to supper for me ! HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114770645150661802?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114770645150661802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114770645150661802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114770645150661802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114770645150661802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/05/strike.html' title='STRIKE.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114649005818640545</id><published>2006-05-01T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T21:27:38.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala.</title><content type='html'>ITS LABOUR DAYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just dropping by and say hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i like campari sprite. and no rachh you cannot drink cos youre underaged. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114649005818640545?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114649005818640545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114649005818640545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114649005818640545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114649005818640545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/05/lalala.html' title='lalala.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114528512926135108</id><published>2006-04-17T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T22:45:29.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. its been such a long time since i last blogged. here at least. hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. seems so fast and easter has just flown past. guess what? this saturday is the last session of alpha. goodness. now what's going to keep me sane and busy on saturday afternoons? haha. ohwell. im sure i'll survive. somehow i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow i was having a horrid day at school today and tmrw will be no better. in fact.. there's still bio &amp;amp; chem tutorial to complete! and its ms de silva! goodgrief. but all the same im still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. its just so sickening.&lt;br /&gt;i love school. i love my friends. BUT i hate the system. i hate the discipline and workload that comes with school. &lt;strong&gt;ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. yes. im fine. i'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day comes with enough of its own.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i think its smthg like that lah. i like it (: indeed the Lord is also with us and He is great enough for us to trust Him in all things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. get a load of this!&lt;br /&gt;daddy says:&lt;br /&gt;1. i can go out with guys &lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt; preferably in a group &lt;em&gt;(he knows he cant stop me.. whahaha.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. im not allowed to date &lt;em&gt;(mummy says until 35!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the guy has to &lt;strong&gt;ask him first&lt;/strong&gt; before asking me =x woahh and yet. erpxz.&lt;br /&gt;4. i can only date (when the time comes) if im pretty sure he's mr RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho. that's what ive gathered from years of living with him. well lately he's been speaking more on it. though i know not whyy. ohwells. pretty fascinating what he expects no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grinn. well i should runn! bye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep me in your prayers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes Lord, im burying the sarcophagus of my worries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114528512926135108?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114528512926135108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114528512926135108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114528512926135108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114528512926135108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114511303990312297</id><published>2006-04-15T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T22:57:19.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chingchiangchiong !</title><content type='html'>ok ! my mummy says i have to get offline early today becos both mummy and daddy caught me online at 340am last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so juvenile right. ohh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. girl, i dunno how long its been, it felt so long yet so short. but i have to tell you. thank you for being there for the past months. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doubt we are sadcases both in circumstances and in our sad common point (which i assure you is not our only common point. lol) but i just want to thank you for your company and friendship especially in these few months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you helped me realise that im not that alone in all that's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really. all these, it is quite good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you rachel koh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114511303990312297?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114511303990312297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114511303990312297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114511303990312297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114511303990312297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/04/chingchiangchiong.html' title='chingchiangchiong !'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114373512983584549</id><published>2006-03-31T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T20:44:03.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alpha !</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachh and i will be going away for a secret rendezvous. (no im kidding. hehh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are going to alpha weekend away ! at a ulu farm at choa chu kang. with the alpha people. lol. this weekend that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss us !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; pray for us !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114373512983584549?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114373512983584549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114373512983584549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114373512983584549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114373512983584549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/03/alpha.html' title='alpha !'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114353532987195042</id><published>2006-03-28T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T16:42:09.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoho.</title><content type='html'>i hope your cough is getting better girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have bbq on friday night ! you better be fine !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. see you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114353532987195042?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114353532987195042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114353532987195042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114353532987195042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114353532987195042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/03/hoho.html' title='hoho.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114286274121263925</id><published>2006-03-20T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T21:56:43.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a rush of spastic-ity</title><content type='html'>okay here's how youre supposed to play the game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of how the want their perfect lover to be like. specify gender of the target. tag 8 victims to join in this game. leave a msg on their page saying theyve been tagged. if tagged twice, there's no need to post a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(mann. i feel spastic. choo this is all your fault. but im sporting (: so here goes nothing!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gender: MALE &lt;em&gt;(ofcourse!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;characteristics:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;ahems.&lt;/em&gt; taller than me.. that would be &gt;1.65m at least. qte easy right.&lt;br /&gt;2. OLDER than me (same age and older basically).. hahas. at least for now.. younger guys are still immature! mann im asking to get whacked up ): ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;3. NICE TO ME !&lt;br /&gt;4. patience is a very very impt virtue. trust me. he must be able to bear with all my nonsense (:&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;must &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;must &lt;u&gt;must&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;be able to love me despite my crap.. for example: screaming whn watching LOTR. &lt;em&gt;(even whn its just treebeard opening his eyes =x) &lt;/em&gt;and my leaky eyes of course. &lt;em&gt;(basically i cry easy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. CANNOT be degrading me. no calling of me stupid, lousy, etc. no words of similar context! i get hurt qte easily. points above.&lt;br /&gt;7. no disgusting/embarrassing behaviour. ESPECIALLY in front of me. let me quote a few examples.. burping. hugging me whn extremely sweaty! &lt;em&gt;(glares at someone) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. preferably cute (: like with dimples and a bright smiley smile. &lt;em&gt;(wow. brilliant. smiley smile. spastic.)&lt;/em&gt; yeah you get the point. and NOT WHITE LIKE A CHICKEN. icks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my targets (: &lt;em&gt;(now this part i like)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ANGEL LIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she asked me to tag her!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CHIANG WEIHAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;looks at angel and puts up hands in mock surrender.. not my fault!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DAVID WONG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahas. sorry dwong. im thinking of pple who probably wont feel angry and might possibly do this ridiculous thing (: hehh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. JOYCE ONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry dear. but its okayy it shld be simple for you ! im sure you'll be able to do it~ anyway i miss you loads!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ANNA LIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ppee (: hahas. running our of names. this is more difficult than i thought!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. GERMAINE LYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahas. ancestor. MUST DO OKAY YOU. hehh. i want to see see (: whee. last two. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. AARON CHAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahas. save me kor (: okay last one~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. CHOOTING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU. so hard to choose people you know a not? HAIYA. i miss you too!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. man that was difficult. hahas. ohwell. anyway i wore SA uniform for the first time today and i feel spastic. and angel happily commented that my skirt was very short =x ohno. basically i rolled it up like crazy cause the skirt was very loose. i havent gained back the weight that i lost while i was sick. and it just became short la. but its not that bad alrdy la. shirley also looked weird! hahas. poor girl. she was moaning abt it in the cafe to me. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's reopened. i dont know whether to be glad or sad. like nonsense LA. ROAR. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114286274121263925?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114286274121263925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114286274121263925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114286274121263925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114286274121263925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/03/rush-of-spastic-ity.html' title='a rush of spastic-ity'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114234941946295152</id><published>2006-03-14T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T23:16:59.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>month of birthdays</title><content type='html'>okay.. it seems like just ystd that it was my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. yes. it was a rather eventful birthday too. hehh. my first day back to school after a string of mc and parent letters. haha. load of nonsense. for tht week i was a temporary asthmatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i forget..&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY BELATED BY A DAY JOYCE DARLINGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now that thats done. back to my birthday! hoho. how self centred. basically got my new class! 06S16 got split up ): wails. sadnesses. and our class now is so rojak.. lynette and glory are still in my class though.. but TRACY IS GONE OFF TO NY. roar. and they took away our geog people! and we no longer have mr lim as our ct. its now ms de silva. i mean she's nice and all but she's kinda scary too! and there are so many new peoples in our class. yupp. nvm. im sure theyre very nice people as well (: 06S22. im now in 06S22. i must remind myself. no more S16! WAILS. okay. im fine now. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youth retreat is coming up soon. its such a headache putting people into rooms! especially when it seems like we're short of rooms! hahas. and the groups are really a rojak mix! hahas. and we got lost trying to get to NACLI today ): hehh. walked like crazy. ohwell. ate at gelare twice today! saw lynette from afar as i INDULGED. hahas lynette at least you got it right this time! no more secret recipe for you?? hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy gotta run. there's mtg tmrw AGAIN! hahas. nvm. retreats gonna be on SOON :D yayness. ta !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114234941946295152?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114234941946295152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114234941946295152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114234941946295152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114234941946295152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/03/month-of-birthdays.html' title='month of birthdays'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114191665029914398</id><published>2006-03-09T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T23:04:10.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHH !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114191665029914398?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114191665029914398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114191665029914398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114191665029914398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114191665029914398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday-rachh.html' title=''/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114128528135303393</id><published>2006-03-02T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T15:55:57.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rahhh.</title><content type='html'>so right ! we changed the layout !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachh quick change the tagboard. it looks terribly outta place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. after rachh caught whatever germs from wh. (sounds like &lt;u&gt;rachh&lt;/u&gt; caught whatever &lt;u&gt;germs&lt;/u&gt; from &lt;u&gt;wh&lt;/u&gt;.) lol. i caught it from rachh. RAHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's getting it from me ! i'm sniffing the whole day, and i can feel the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm on hols and it kinda sucks. i have nothing to do except read and read and read storybooks (i'll come to my alpha book soon. promise.) and my parents are flying to korea tonight ! so my grandmama is coming over to stay. then right. i'm going to the zoo next tuesday. !! we get to dress up like tourists and go around like some dumb dumbs that never saw a lion before. and speak some funny langugage no one understands. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm talking crap. go do your concrete poem rach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taa. love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114128528135303393?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114128528135303393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114128528135303393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114128528135303393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114128528135303393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/03/rahhh.html' title='rahhh.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114128435415069568</id><published>2006-03-02T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T15:25:54.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back-</title><content type='html'>hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. i feel like going im backk! everyone miss me? hahas. wht with the Os and settling dwn in a new school and everything.. ive been like so busy! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann. my brain is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohYARH. im sick ): all weihans fault! ohwell. so im not in school. was planning to but cause i woke up late so i decided aiyah forget it la. hahas. BUT IM MISSING OUT ON CHANGE UNIFORM DAY. was supposed to wear cedar uniform today.. rahh. my class is crazy this whole week has been totally random. hahas. on monday we celebrated CHRISTMAS! hahas wore party hats arnd school. so crazy. thn it was crazy hairstyle day =x we all looked silly. some of them had pigtails and all! bleahh. and ystd was crazy shoe day. i changed shoes with lynette. but hers were walking shoes and mine sport shoes! so was kinda wierd! mm. high low high low. light heavy light heavy. you get the point. today we're all supposed to swap uniform! but thn.. im sick ): ahh. tmrw is bandage day.. all the injured pple! OHH there are 4 in class who have sprained their LEFT ankle alrdy ): i supposedly started the trend. I DONT WANT TO START SUCH A HORRID TREND. pouts. ohwell. and theres bbq tmrw night! hope my parents let me go mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i think i better go alrdy! bye ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114128435415069568?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114128435415069568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114128435415069568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114128435415069568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114128435415069568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/03/back.html' title='back-'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-114127941481620769</id><published>2006-03-02T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T14:03:34.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dormant.</title><content type='html'>THIS PLACE IS SO DORMANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're do something about it. Like soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is this blog anyway? Lols. Seems like for nearly forever. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHH. See you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-114127941481620769?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/114127941481620769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=114127941481620769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114127941481620769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/114127941481620769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/03/dormant.html' title='Dormant.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-113907142628930477</id><published>2006-02-05T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T00:43:46.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ange loves youu. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-113907142628930477?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/113907142628930477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=113907142628930477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/113907142628930477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/113907142628930477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/02/ange-loves-youu.html' title=''/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-113808854824331907</id><published>2006-01-24T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:42:28.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO.</title><content type='html'>NO I WONT LET YOU RUN. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy gurl. either run tmr and never run again, or dont run tmr and save your ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer's obvious k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE. TAKE CARE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: ilu !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-113808854824331907?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/113808854824331907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=113808854824331907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/113808854824331907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/113808854824331907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/01/no.html' title='NO.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-113807905494683444</id><published>2006-01-24T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T13:04:14.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouchie</title><content type='html'>havent posted in like a million years. so here (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. injured ankle. my ankle hurts. so i need to SCREAMMMMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! mumieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cries. it hurts. ohwell. i refuse to hobble arnd on crutches. and i dont need anyone to save me shld a monsoon choose to strike while im struggling along on tht skinny concrete bridge! hahas. i am more than capable of running off on my own. even if my foot will feel like its on fire the whole way through. yes and rachel is determined to run the xcountry tmrw! it wld bore me to tears to sit and watch wait for the rest to appear at the finishing line. YES. so i shall run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-113807905494683444?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/113807905494683444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=113807905494683444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/113807905494683444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/113807905494683444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2006/01/ouchie.html' title='ouchie'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-112974083845363468</id><published>2005-10-20T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T00:53:58.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we missed sept !!</title><content type='html'>hey gurl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought its time to update some blog. so yeaa. here am i!! have no idea when you'll be coming around. but let's just leave this here, for archives' sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehh. life's been alright. i'm still on hols. about 2-3weeks more of hols to back to school. and mm i want to go back to school. its like, normal routine. as much as i like to see around and do nothing, its not at all entertaining. so.. go to jc for first 3 months k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) haven't been catching up a lot with you, but i will after your 'o's k? promise! and at the meanwhile, you study hard and work hard ok!! dajie will be giving you support ya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best. love you sweetheart. *huggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-112974083845363468?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/112974083845363468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=112974083845363468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/112974083845363468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/112974083845363468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/10/we-missed-sept.html' title='we missed sept !!'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-112542222942295700</id><published>2005-08-31T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T01:17:09.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY.</title><content type='html'>Today officially marks the last day of August. If I dun update today, this blog will miss the august archive totally. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 more papers to go and well, I'm mugging. Not really hard but hard enough. Lols. You study hard too k?? KNow you have your 2 weeks break but its prelims after isn't it? Jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hey, I moved. Here you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com"&gt;http://mochafrapped.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) bye gurl. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-112542222942295700?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/112542222942295700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=112542222942295700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/112542222942295700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/112542222942295700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/08/hey.html' title='HEY.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-112264613957214907</id><published>2005-07-29T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T22:08:59.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>musings.</title><content type='html'>hms. life seems to have taken on a whole new perspective for me.&lt;br /&gt;just finished reading the book wild swans. sighh. i wonder how people could ever survive living through communist china. just reading about it gives me the shivers. theres so much that i take for granted nowadays. and then theres also the flip side of life that i never thought was there. it kinda seems like an elusive and evasive sort of dream. something that i have finally witnessed and yet.. it strikes me so much so that i start to doubt its existence? its like i remember it all so clearly but at the same time.. its seems so random and surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh! nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;im just rambling along in a world of my own. i have got to wake up. *slaps self. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nine tests next week.. im so dead. and the last test happens to be bio - five chapters. i dont knw wht im gng to do whn they test the whole syllabus. urghs! so wish me luck people. i have got to be more disciplined. and i shall, i shall...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-112264613957214907?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/112264613957214907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=112264613957214907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/112264613957214907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/112264613957214907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/07/musings.html' title='musings.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-112219678210798782</id><published>2005-07-24T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:19:42.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop THIEF!</title><content type='html'>hahahahahas. yesterday was traumatising. today was eventful. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday ;&lt;br /&gt;headed to church at about 730 in the morning cause there was the dgl planning mtg and all ministry heads were invited. so okayy. had breakfast.. which uncle mak provided. mmms, prata (: hahahahas. yeahh. and the planning mtg went on for like forever LA. frm 8 till like 145. eyes pop out. and cause like the previous few days i hadnt had sufficient sleep. i was like o.O abit like a zombie. agreeing to everything tht was said.&lt;br /&gt;towards the end the kampung fair tht the CM held was gng on so it was like qte noisy. so distracting! especially whn the  mtg was getting abit draggy. erpxz =x naughty me. ohwells. well we finished and joined the kampung fair for awhile. i must say its really very well done up. the youths shld learn a few tips frm the 'oldies'. hehs. yeahh. thn auntie lay hong, uncle sek wah, winnie, nico, jon and i sent mitchell out to potong pasir mrt and thn went off to pick hmsee so tht we cld go to jacksons for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;i ate ba chor mee (: yums. hahas. jon treated me cause.. err. i lent my money to xiaoyunn on friday to buy earrings! yeahh. we went out to ps to get stuff for our PE project and ended up shopping for other stuff! mann. hahahas. but yeahh. lunch was good. thn we headed back to church.&lt;br /&gt;there was no tuition. so i studied upstairs in the library. we got the keys frm the office and unlocked the library. well, i tries studying ss but it didnt really work so i converted to a maths~! grinn. meanwhile anna, gi and jon came up but they left later for band prac. ohh. and we met this girl called stefanie. frm pl. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;thn we worked and worked. and decided to take a break. so we took our handphones and &lt;strong&gt;locked up the door&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;went downstairs and played the shooting game. ahahaa. hmsee is good! thn we skipped rope (: thn went downstairs for a lil of the band prac. thn.. we went back upstairs and studied some more. thennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. whn hmsee was abt to leave. i realised my wallet was missing! at first i thought i misplaced it. but thn hmsee realised her wallet was gone too! grs. we concluded tht someone stole our wallets cause hmsee's was in her bag. and we were both sure tht it was in her bag. the thief dug through her bag to get her wallet.. like !!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was very very upset. sighh. it was like the fourth time im losing my wallet. stolen or misplaced. bleahs. plus there were like all the letters frm my friends inside AND my photos. i broke down totally. the day was just baddd. thn i called my mum and told her abt it and she screamed at me over the phone. i was like holding it abt 5cm away frm my ear and she was still clear. everyone in the library heard. icks. i managed to cheer up though and pulled myself tgt for dinner with michelle, cherry and weihan. sorry han! i think i really ill-treated you =x&lt;br /&gt;back at church auntie patricia was like i found your ezlink card in the first floor guys toilet garbage. and i was like yay. but thn she said it was bent ! i went like *pop*. sighh. anyway, i decided to commit to another 14 weeks of masterlife. i think its a good decision larh. helps me be committed to my QT. accountability. hear tht ppee? grinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today ;&lt;br /&gt;went to church. found out tht uncle david goh had found my wallet in the first floor guys toilet. guess where? not in the garbage but in the TOILET BOWL. like ewwwwwwwwwwww. i was so so so disgusted whn i saw my wallet LA. its cloth. so it was like dripping. and everything inside was gone except my appointment cards. yarh. and the water was like yellowish. double icks. so grossed out. hmsee and i were like super pissed off. its like why is he so sadistic. he enjoys torturing us arhh. evilllllllll. &lt;br /&gt;yeahh. i cried buckets again. and joined yf class with swollen red eyes =x sadness. thn i recovered and went for service. i went to tell dadie abt my wallet and started crying into him again! sighh. but he was really nice about it all. so yeahh. and he preached! hahahs. it was good dadie! boring at times but okay LA. good try. hehs. dont read off your paper so much nxt time k?&lt;br /&gt;thn after svc.. hmsees wallet was found in the 2nd storey male toilet. also in a toilet bowl!! with all our stuff taken out of the wallet and also in the toilet bowl. like GLARES. i recovered frm the first shock. and now AGAIN. but this time i didnt break down. but hmsee was ROAR-ing. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;we ate frist and thn went to hmsee's hse where we recovered our precious things tht we still wanted like our photos.hmsee's ezlink was intact but her phone card was broken and the guy tore my black and white photo! *stamps. mms. our wallets went through like ten over water baths, with loadds of soap powder and dettol! and now mine is soaking at home in anti-septicated water (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont think im gonna use my wallet anymore. its so disgusting whn i think abt ti floating in a toilet bowl. yeahh. and i really hope tht its not someone frm church. i dont believe tht any of the youth could have done such an evil thing. even if they were pranking they wldnt have gone so far. but someone must have placed our wallets in the toilet this morning cause they werent there last night whn auntie patricia cleaned the toilets. so yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wells. im gng to forget or try to. and forgive. its so difficult but i know i can. with His strength i will. yeahh. frm now on i will take more care of my stuff. thanks to everyone who was there to support me. im sorry i was so silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i gotta to go study. ta everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-112219678210798782?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/112219678210798782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=112219678210798782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/112219678210798782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/112219678210798782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/07/stop-thief.html' title='stop THIEF!'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-112018732406759791</id><published>2005-07-01T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T11:09:44.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crossroads</title><content type='html'>im really really confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ever so oft whn i think i have the trump, life plays me a fool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that yea its for us to remember to lean on Him. but dont you think its rather cruel. to dangle hope in front of someone. and then snatch it away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urghs. but then again who am i to question Gods will right. His ways are infinitely higher than mine. and His will is always for the best. it is never ever to harm us. in fact its meant to give us hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall cling on to that hope and press on. even though i dont really know where im going. goodness grievious me. bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. God has always been very good to me. besides all i have belongs to Him. if He wants to take it back then so be it. i probably dont deserve all i have now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;perhaps gambling makes an ill fit ; me thinks juggling is more the glove.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-112018732406759791?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/112018732406759791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=112018732406759791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/112018732406759791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/112018732406759791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/07/crossroads.html' title='crossroads'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111979626453339722</id><published>2005-06-26T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T22:31:04.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey!</title><content type='html'>lols i added something. but it doesnt exactly look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill do something else soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;term test's in a week but nope i havent start studying.&lt;br /&gt;funny how i am. i would talk about how stressed i am. but i wun do anything about it. lols. ohh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tk care k?? =) but not feeling well dun go sch. lols its ok one!! can get MC one!! lols. i had a headache today. even now. then i realise i didnt take my caffeine today. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you ahh. really ah. not well better go see doctor i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dajie loves you. *huggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111979626453339722?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111979626453339722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111979626453339722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111979626453339722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111979626453339722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey.html' title='hey!'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111978039576590281</id><published>2005-06-26T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T18:06:35.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moans.</title><content type='html'>yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly our blog is alive. with our love messages. hahahahas. ohwells. better than nothing i suppose. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh. tmrw you have school and suddenly. i have school too! urghs. its not good. not good at all larhs. sighh. i still have hwk thts undone. ahwells. everyone is used to rachel not doing hwk. wht can i say. and im seriously feeling ill now. and no its not cause i havent finished hwk and theres school tmrw. i have a horrid headache and a fever is building up. eeeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i should go do hwk. or revise. or at least rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111978039576590281?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111978039576590281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111978039576590281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111978039576590281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111962470823867909?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111962470823867909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111962470823867909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111962470823867909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111962470823867909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/06/xiao-mei.html' title='xiao mei!'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111961449977295148</id><published>2005-06-24T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T20:01:39.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>da jie!</title><content type='html'>rachels gonna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays not really been a good day. well the whole holiday hasnt been really good or anything. im now trying to rush out my hwk. bleahs. but i just got a wonderful message and its made my day. so i just want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my da jie.&lt;br /&gt;i really do. thanks so much for everything. there are times when things between us aint that great but through the thick and thin shes stuck with me. even when ive been a brat. so for all the love and care youve shown me. thank you. and hey?? theres nothing to forgive. cause you know what. i havent been that great at being a xiaomei.. forgive me too k. im learning. please be patient. huggs. i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111961449977295148?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111961449977295148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111961449977295148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111961449977295148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111961449977295148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/06/da-jie.html' title='da jie!'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111857937303100324</id><published>2005-06-12T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T20:29:33.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today.</title><content type='html'>youth camp starts tmrw. like sighh. havent packed yet! bleahs. and theres so much on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shakes head.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be okay. i'll make sure im okay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh. and i wobbled about on heels today. hehs. grace was like whos shoes are those? *points at my heels. 'theyre mine?' *jaw drops. hahahs. so funneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from p.pee's blog. hehs, enjoy :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was pretty fun! supposed meet cheryl at wisma and whee! began walking arnd wisma looking for each other. the joy of walking arnd.&lt;br /&gt;'hi anna! i'm in the toilet'&lt;br /&gt;'okok i'll come look for you'&lt;br /&gt;'i'm at the first floor.'&lt;br /&gt;and anna walks arnd the first floor. 'there's no toilet on the first floor. =O or.. err.. where are you?'&lt;br /&gt;'i'm outside sasa'&lt;br /&gt;'ooo! okok i come find you'&lt;br /&gt;yes and i found my taitai.&lt;br /&gt;oh that lady in purple with ponytail at the back. yes and we started walking arnd the place, suggesting dresses for rachel's prom. went to Guess, Zara, etc. yes. at taka. ohhh beautiful dresses which breaks the rules for rach's prom. haha. they want PASTEL colour dresses. soo. hmm.. met rachel, again. the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;'hey rach where are you?'&lt;br /&gt;'i'm at the station.'&lt;br /&gt;'oh we're at taka. we'll come find you.'&lt;br /&gt;-walks towards wisma-&lt;br /&gt;'ok where u now?'&lt;br /&gt;'i'm at wisma still.'&lt;br /&gt;'ok walk towards taka and we may meet along the way.'&lt;br /&gt;'where's taka?'&lt;br /&gt;'okok u wait we come find u. are u near OP?'&lt;br /&gt;'erms. ya. aye? nono. i'm near french connection.'&lt;br /&gt;'ok. err where's french connection? which floor are u at?'&lt;br /&gt;'i'm at the first floor.'&lt;br /&gt;'ok so u're at blood brothers?'&lt;br /&gt;'mmm.. noo. i'm upstairs.'&lt;br /&gt;'ah okok i try the next floor.'&lt;br /&gt;sees rachel!&lt;br /&gt;tall, slender, pretty woman.bang! rachel koh! this is the second floor u tell us first floor!. peng! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. we went to Daniel Yam. to look for a gown for rachel. oh really nice ones. =) ok. she tried on a soft pink one.. mmm. not bad. abit tight, doesnt suit her skin colour. ok NEXT. selected mmm.. champagne colour. nice sleeves, with bias cut bottom. GORGEOUS. on HER. she looked prettaye! took down the serial no. bring home for auntie jennifer's approval. then we walked isetan. see bra for rachel's gown. saw valerie and melissa there! hahas. at a bra department. oh well. valerie buying bras again. and den walked to heeren. on the way bought Old Chang Kee to eat =) oh. limejuice! reached heeren, walked arnd the place. hey it became rather boring after going there every alternate day. so we got outta that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER TIME. walked back to orchard station, passed there, n went to the underground foodcourt opposite haagen daaz ice cream shop. ate dinner, had dessert. YOGHURT!!!!!!! YAY! ever since lucinda let me try that wonderful SUBSTANCE. i got kinda hooked on. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wetn back to church by bus. took 105. to some funny stop. n took 151. 105 was crammed to the brim so everyone was standing. 151 was practically empty whereas the three of us had to squeeze into one sit and ask God earnestly to 'bind us together'. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bind us together Lord&lt;br /&gt;bind us together with cords&lt;br /&gt;that cannot be broken.&lt;br /&gt;bind us together Lord&lt;br /&gt;bind us together with LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is only one God&lt;br /&gt;there is only one king&lt;br /&gt;there is only one body&lt;br /&gt;that is why i sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. and we squeezed in one seat. in out in. and what did we do???&lt;br /&gt;watch tv mobile!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh n we reached church early, much to our dismay. but caiwen was there! oh. that cutie. ;) had Fathers' day rehearsal. and after that went home. caiwen came home with us. den i painted her toenails. one side with evil colours n one side with happy colours. it look kinda weird but. yea. i call that ART. HAH! bravo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den watched tv till 1am and went n sleep. caiwen n jiejie still in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up the next morning and caiwen wasnt there. =/ story not to be continued. she just disappeared. DONT ASK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111857937303100324?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111857937303100324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111857937303100324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111857937303100324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111857937303100324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/06/today.html' title='today.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111798340756653866</id><published>2005-06-05T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:56:47.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>lardeedarhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im here just to make some noise !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with nana. dont knw how we ended up shopping also larh.&lt;br /&gt;started out as bao mu. but we got split frm our charges. hehs. wht lousy bao mus we make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. shes decided she'll join michelle in the quest to make me look and dress more 'girl'.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. cause i alws wear guy-ish stuff apparently.&lt;br /&gt;so the first step today was to get me a pair of heels. actually was supposed to get a skirt too.&lt;br /&gt;but whew- managed to escape. hahahs. ohwells. it wldnt have been tht bad.&lt;br /&gt;tried on three skirts. the first one was nice (: and so was the third. they were this bluish skirt with erms. plaits or whatever. and a black one tht was straight (: respectively.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. obviously i cant describe skirts.&lt;br /&gt;the one in the middle was long and lacy and WHITE.&lt;br /&gt;it was sweet looking (so not me right?) but nana had to agree with me tht it was a little too longish to look nice.&lt;br /&gt;ohh. and i tried on two tops as well. but we decided she'll look at my wardrobe before shopping for tops with me. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;so we bought this npair of white heels tht look 'sweet'. agn according to nana. hahahs. they were abit big. but apparently the smaller size was a lil too just nice tht i ndidnt feel comfortable in it. and they have half sizes. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. im supposed to wear the heels, jeans and my white spag strap nxt sunday. erpxz. pray tht i wont embarrass myself or smthg. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a more feminine me.&lt;br /&gt;right. i shall try. but no promises.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111798340756653866?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111798340756653866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111798340756653866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111798340756653866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111798340756653866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111745768772399053</id><published>2005-05-30T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T20:54:47.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over.</title><content type='html'>hurrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its finally. FINALLY. over (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone tell me. guang bo dian tai is radio station or can it be just broadcasting station? as in for tv too ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh stuffs and bothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese is so ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111745768772399053?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111745768772399053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111745768772399053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111745768772399053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111745768772399053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/05/over.html' title='over.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111737946504616785</id><published>2005-05-29T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T23:11:05.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyys.</title><content type='html'>all the best for the paper tmr xiaomei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dajie support you all the way gurll. *hugggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111737946504616785?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111737946504616785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111737946504616785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111737946504616785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111737946504616785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/05/heyys.html' title='heyys.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111632142329641917</id><published>2005-05-17T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T17:17:03.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freak.</title><content type='html'>arghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese Os in like 13 days time. how freaky. im so dead. my paper one is totally pulling me dwn. so my paper two has gotta be stringer or smthg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeesh. im trying my best to score for all those areas where im supposed to score. but apparently my freaking gonghan can barely pass. right. and my zuowen apparently alws off topic. GREAT. just great. hohos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone interested in tuition ? physics, a maths and chem. $10 for 4 sessions. so cheap right ? hahas. but its specially for sec 4s only and its at potong pasir and have to walk in qte far. so yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shld go study. theres history tmrw and chinese to practice for. ARGHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111632142329641917?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111632142329641917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111632142329641917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111632142329641917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111632142329641917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/05/freak.html' title='freak.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111529954674484981</id><published>2005-05-05T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T21:25:46.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurrah.</title><content type='html'>ohmygoodnessgrieviousme. im so HIGH. so very HYPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cause CHINESE MOCK EXAMS are OVER (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i did qte okay. cause i knoww how to write and i know how to make sentences :D like how amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all my supporters.. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;smiles ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;love alws&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch you pple ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*im gna mug like crazy over the weekends. yes i will. i will. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111529954674484981?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111529954674484981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111529954674484981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111529954674484981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111529954674484981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hurrah.html' title='hurrah.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111496221583884067</id><published>2005-05-01T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T23:43:35.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh?</title><content type='html'>aww gurll. point taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent got a clue btw. but im keeping it open. lols.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;had a good time going pretty hysterical todayy. i lubb youu!!&lt;br /&gt;*laughhs the heeee laugh. lols.&lt;br /&gt;imma waiting for your email. remember ahh. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dajie loves rachhie! ahh *huggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im nodding off. im sleeping after my hair dries and after i blog. hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111496221583884067?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111496221583884067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111496221583884067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111496221583884067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111496221583884067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/05/huh.html' title='huh?'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111495868393251238</id><published>2005-05-01T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:44:43.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clarifying issues :D</title><content type='html'>hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i published the post OKAYY. see i told you i wld (: hahas. okayy this is like lame. but ah wells. wht can i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. i have nth to say. hahas. you say leh ? hohoho. i thinkk im getting myself into hot soup by saying this. but hurhh. the truth will speak for itself. even if i said no. wld you believe me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh. i thinkk i knoww who youre referring to. i'll clarify things with you in the email i'll send later. hahas. later may be tmrw okayy. so dont blame me for late late late email :D hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lardeedarhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you dajie (: and i miss you LOADDS toos !&lt;br /&gt;-mwahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111495868393251238?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111495868393251238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111495868393251238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111495868393251238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111495868393251238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/05/clarifying-issues-d.html' title='clarifying issues :D'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111488232413627195</id><published>2005-05-01T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:37:32.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah.</title><content type='html'>rachel koh! got bf izzit! nv tell me!!&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to let ya know youre missed. =))&lt;br /&gt;lubb ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111488232413627195?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111488232413627195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111488232413627195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111488232413627195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111488232413627195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/05/ah.html' title='ah.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111478714775502355</id><published>2005-04-29T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T23:05:47.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sports day.</title><content type='html'>green las vegas ROCKKS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though we came in last. hohos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im zuper HYPER. cause the atmosphere at school was like HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;hohos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- *mrs. claus (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111478714775502355?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111478714775502355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111478714775502355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111478714775502355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111478714775502355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/04/sports-day.html' title='sports day.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111372348043010712</id><published>2005-04-17T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T15:38:00.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>h e l l o</title><content type='html'>hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohoho. i realise its been almost a month since i last blogged. like woahh. have i rlly been tht busy. like alot alot alot of thigns have happened. but i suppose to everyone else they wld be kinda crappy and unimportant so hahas. i shall not blog abt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lardeedarhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slightly over a mnth more to my Os. and guess wht.. i dont think im in the least bit prepared for it ! SCREAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. which reminds me of wildbears and pineapples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont give me a huh ? look.&lt;br /&gt;im not telling !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohoho.&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;im currently in a santa claus mood.&lt;br /&gt;but DO NOT call me mrs claus.&lt;br /&gt;glares at pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111372348043010712?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111372348043010712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111372348043010712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111372348043010712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/111372348043010712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/04/h-e-l-l-o.html' title='h e l l o'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-111201528499828700</id><published>2005-03-28T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T21:08:05.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dropping ; dropping ; DROPPED !</title><content type='html'>okok.&lt;br /&gt;rachel is here to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've dropped my higher chinese.&lt;br /&gt;hip hip hooray !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. its a total load off my shoulders. yea. like now i dont have to worry so much about my chinese. of course now i have to start studying like crazy. cause my test is like may 30. ohwells. at least after tht i can concentrate on the rest of my subjects. and hopefully i will be able to improve my grade to at least a 2. thts wht im working towards at least. i wont reject a 1 though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps.&lt;br /&gt;thts abt all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;cause i rlly gotta run..&lt;br /&gt;my dadies kinda like glaring at me alrdy !&lt;br /&gt;oopsies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111201528499828700?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111201528499828700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111201528499828700' title='0 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sixteens like so NOT old.&lt;br /&gt;so why thn do i feel old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. anyway i spent my whole holiday away frm the computer ! and boy. do i miss using it :D hehs. but its qte an accomplishment. hahas. in fact. this is my first time online in a long long while. i think i spent abt a week away. mmmms. and time so does FLY. so many many many things have happened. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kinda feeling detached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the no strings attached kinda feeling.&lt;br /&gt;but wht im supposed to be feeling attached to.&lt;br /&gt;i dont knw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of dropping higher chinese.&lt;br /&gt;as in im pretty much seriously leaning towards the idea.&lt;br /&gt;but its not confirmed yet.&lt;br /&gt;*nods.&lt;br /&gt;still got alot of thigns to consider.&lt;br /&gt;and im definitely gna nd to pray much much more abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lit is like lying stagnated.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea whatsoever wht to write.&lt;br /&gt;like who cares abt joe hooper.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall just tell sushilla tht i dont have any imspiration at'all.&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for handing in all my hwk on time.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my maths is alrdy like a few days late.&lt;br /&gt;so wth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111150639658499254?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111150639658499254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111150639658499254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;yet im ohhkay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the lit powerpoint makes me feel super stressed out. i dont knw. i guess its just tht although we're alrdy 'done'. everything put together looks so messy. the editing and standardisation of everything in itself will take like forever. sighs. and no offense to the rest. but some of it is not making sense to me ! urghs. like wht on earth. how am i supposed to do the handouts and script like this. how to explain whn i dont even knw wht theyre trying to convey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;the test. wht can i say. its over. but i just have to moan abt it. i thought the test was an hour. so i did part a for the first half an hour. looked up at the board while i was thinking abt part b and realised tht its only forty five minutes. i had like fifteen minutes ONLY to do the second part. so obviously its like shit. it was less than a third of wht i wrote for the first part. grs. irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit is kinda messing my life up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so is my dadie.&lt;br /&gt;hes forcing me to sleep at eleven thirty every day. which means i only have abt two hrs left. urghs. *vulgarities. ohhkays. slaps mouth. but im superly pissed. i still have chem to revise for. and the thing is i dont want to. but i have to and so i shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only saving grace is my bio test.&lt;br /&gt;for once the grade is qte okay. as in i didnt fail. which is like FINALLY. and i didnt just pass. hoorays !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111028802653991134?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/111028802653991134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=111028802653991134' title='0 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/&gt;although i havent completed all my hwk yet !&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;im such a naughty girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;i shall attampt to blog abt my weekend here.&lt;br /&gt;my rather &lt;i&gt;screwed up&lt;/i&gt; weekend tht is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont knw abt others.&lt;br /&gt;but my weekend starts on friday one (:&lt;br /&gt;so here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school there was cca.&lt;br /&gt;we were almost made to wash apples !&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i think they made the sec ones do tht job.&lt;br /&gt;heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;im am indeed a very evil snr.&lt;br /&gt;but hey !&lt;br /&gt;who wants to wash apples i ask you ?&lt;br /&gt;yea..&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;went for cca.&lt;br /&gt;ended up decorating the booths for the nxt day pic-nick thingie.&lt;br /&gt;our booth was where the pple cld go collect their breakfast baskets which they has either ordered alrdy or cld order on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;we drew kindergarten like pictures !&lt;br /&gt;so funnnnnnnn CAN.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;my one was rlly rlly cuteeeee.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;i drew a sun in the corner and a huge oversized flower and a glob of blue dont knw wht thingie and a bunny which was also oversized !&lt;br /&gt;thn i signed it using my left hand so tht it wld look kiddy (:&lt;br /&gt;mmms.&lt;br /&gt;tht was the decor for one table.&lt;br /&gt;so adorable rights.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;thn joanne and i did the signboard and menu !&lt;br /&gt;it was so horrid larh.&lt;br /&gt;cause like the board we were supposed to write on was bumpy bumpy one.&lt;br /&gt;so difficult to write.&lt;br /&gt;thn the best part is tht the crayon pencil thingie tht i was using to write, it BROKE !&lt;br /&gt;so i was like trying my best to finish up the menu with broken writing materials.&lt;br /&gt;like how absolutely sad is tht ?&lt;br /&gt;plus my sense of estimation is horrid.&lt;br /&gt;the MENU word was so huge.&lt;br /&gt;and the rest were getting smaller and smaller.&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;b&gt;yucks&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;plus the U was qte far frm the MEN, so it turned out like MEN U.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;ugggggggggllllllllllllllllllyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;thn we slacked and slacked and slacked.&lt;br /&gt;and slacked SOMEMORE.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;thn went off with hwee peng !&lt;br /&gt;ahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;shes so cuteeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;she went to count the number of words in the letter i wrote her [in class ! ].&lt;br /&gt;apparently it was 803 words long.&lt;br /&gt;but she wasnt convinced and so shes gna count agn.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;took 76 with her to her hse there.&lt;br /&gt;thn took another bus dwn to church.&lt;br /&gt;ohyarhs.&lt;br /&gt;we were looking through my neoprints and she was telling me how i look so young in my sec two ones !&lt;br /&gt;like whatever mann.&lt;br /&gt;well.. got to church.&lt;br /&gt;met prayer partner :D&lt;br /&gt;cherylllllllllllllllllllllll !&lt;br /&gt;iheartyou.&lt;br /&gt;went dwn with her to the basement cause she had rehearsal and i had some time to spare before ministry mtg.&lt;br /&gt;starting crying.&lt;br /&gt;like wht the........&lt;br /&gt;im not rlly stressed.&lt;br /&gt;an im not rlly upset by my grades.&lt;br /&gt;im just way too emotional and thts not gd.&lt;br /&gt;not gd at'all.&lt;br /&gt;its like i've been highly emotional the whole weekend !&lt;br /&gt;freak.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, well..&lt;br /&gt;michelle, cheryl and da jie were all consoling me and all.&lt;br /&gt;so we went up late for ministry mtg.&lt;br /&gt;cheryl and chelle went off for dinner and they bought back food for me (:&lt;br /&gt;the mtg was...&lt;br /&gt;rather dry i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;not tht it wasnt interesting.&lt;br /&gt;on any other day it wld have been.&lt;br /&gt;just tht i was so so tiredd and tee liang sheng was bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;so i wasnt rlly concentrating and everything.&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;glares at liang sheng !&lt;br /&gt;for the like millionth time larhs.&lt;br /&gt;we ended at 9.55 !&lt;br /&gt;according to uncle maks minutes tht is.&lt;br /&gt;and uncle rocky and auntie linda kindly sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;theyre such a swt couple OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;so loving..&lt;br /&gt;went home, bathed and went to SLEEP !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early early early.&lt;br /&gt;went to bathe and thn slowly ate breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;after which i tried to study maths.&lt;br /&gt;but didnt rlly succeed.&lt;br /&gt;headed to school.&lt;br /&gt;the pic-nick day was qte.........DRY.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;thts like my favourite word now or smthg.&lt;br /&gt;keep using it.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;there were more st nicks girls there on duty thn pple there for the picnic itself.&lt;br /&gt;like right.&lt;br /&gt;we danced the family dance first.&lt;br /&gt;wht can i say.&lt;br /&gt;i still dont rlly knw how to dance !&lt;br /&gt;apparently ke min said i danced very demurely for one part ?&lt;br /&gt;like errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;so tht was bad.&lt;br /&gt;thn came irish dance.&lt;br /&gt;tht was needless to say.&lt;br /&gt;BAD.&lt;br /&gt;the faster part was like shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, just kick alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;heck it.&lt;br /&gt;you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;mambo was thankfully OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;it was the only part i was satisfied with.&lt;br /&gt;but all the above was on the whole..HORRID.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt any better tht mrs cheong and ms low were like directly behind me.&lt;br /&gt;and cause i kinda stuck out frm the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;they were probably watchin me for direction.&lt;br /&gt;like dang.&lt;br /&gt;thn while the other prefects and monitors went to eat the 4faith prefects and monitors took a photo !&lt;br /&gt;but it was totally eeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwie.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes were closed !&lt;br /&gt;wails.&lt;br /&gt;and we chose tht one instd of the other because becca didnt look good in the other one.&lt;br /&gt;so i made a sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;ahahas.&lt;br /&gt;make myself sound so nice :D&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;thn hwee peng and roubin bought me the heart shape balloons.&lt;br /&gt;yayness.&lt;br /&gt;i have the sweetest jnrs EVER.&lt;br /&gt;grinns.&lt;br /&gt;thn tadaa ! took a grp pic.&lt;br /&gt;like hoorays.&lt;br /&gt;i miss tadaa !&lt;br /&gt;thn went upstairs for the PMB mtg.&lt;br /&gt;it was a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;we took the PMB pledge which was kinda interesting.&lt;br /&gt;but thn after tht.&lt;br /&gt;it was like yawn.&lt;br /&gt;ms low went through this why shld i thingie.&lt;br /&gt;thn the accounts for investiture.&lt;br /&gt;she still hasnt returned me my close to twenty bucks !&lt;br /&gt;well yea.&lt;br /&gt;in the end we didnt get to watch the video.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;went off to church.&lt;br /&gt;my working period was kinda messed up/&lt;b&gt;unproductive&lt;/b&gt;/blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get much done.&lt;br /&gt;but i learnt differentiation frm winnie.&lt;br /&gt;which is good considering theres a test tmrw !&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;there was alpha.&lt;br /&gt;my class was zuper small.&lt;br /&gt;but it was good.&lt;br /&gt;thn dinner at macs.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to go to emminent plaza or whatever its called because germs was having a &lt;i&gt;craving&lt;/i&gt; for the mee pok !&lt;br /&gt;but thn it was so far away and we didnt have transport there.&lt;br /&gt;so she decided she wld have a craving for duck rice.&lt;br /&gt;but thn the duck rice store was &lt;b&gt;closed&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so uncle alfred said he wld send us to jacksons.&lt;br /&gt;but thn macs was on the way so we decided to go there instd.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;we ordered thn germs realised we didnt have sauce.&lt;br /&gt;but she didnt wna go get..&lt;br /&gt;and hmsee and i refused to go get for her.&lt;br /&gt;so we ate up like practically all our fries and food before she finally went to get.&lt;br /&gt;like whatever larhs.&lt;br /&gt;after dinner we went to see see the pasar malam.&lt;br /&gt;we bought 3 packets of finger food [biscuits] for masterlife.&lt;br /&gt;liang sheng called and said i owed caleb 35 bucks for taxi fare !&lt;br /&gt;like i wld believe tht.&lt;br /&gt;want to lie also give better lies RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;lousy larh.&lt;br /&gt;thn on the way back to church guess who we met ?&lt;br /&gt;liang sheng, bong, mitchell, sheng en and caleb !&lt;br /&gt;they let us read dirty jokes frm sheng's book of dirty jokes.&lt;br /&gt;theyre so perverts CAN.&lt;br /&gt;mmms.&lt;br /&gt;thn we had masterlife.&lt;br /&gt;they had the chance to pass disciples cross.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;thn cause auntie layhong wasnt ard.&lt;br /&gt;i took anna tht grp for the sharing and prayer session.&lt;br /&gt;theyre HAVOK.&lt;br /&gt;they alws go off point !&lt;br /&gt;but thn so does my grp.&lt;br /&gt;but we're not as bad as their grp.&lt;br /&gt;goodness lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;we finally finally finally finished !&lt;br /&gt;and we went homeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;and i bathed and slept !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;/u&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up even though i wanted to rot in bed.&lt;br /&gt;worship during the youth was okay larh.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed myself at the lift lobby there.&lt;br /&gt;singing to myself (:&lt;br /&gt;although michelle and cheryl claimed tht it was screwedup.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, as chelle said, God looks at the heart and not the quality of the way the song is presented to Him.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;the ushering was screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;so eugene and i having mtg soon, like this wk.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt have lessons cause the book hadnt arrived yet.&lt;br /&gt;dadie gave a msg which was GOOD :D&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;twas abt taking up challenges.&lt;br /&gt;thn after tht went ard doing some stuff for the music workshop thingie.&lt;br /&gt;service started ; had Lord's supper.&lt;br /&gt;thn i startd dozing off.&lt;br /&gt;not tht pastors msg wasnt good.&lt;br /&gt;it was.&lt;br /&gt;the parable of the ten virgins may hold the same meaning every time i read it.&lt;br /&gt;but its amazing how God can speak to me differently everytime tht story is presented.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;i was just super tired.&lt;br /&gt;after service, went for lunch with mong, daryl, jon and hmsee.&lt;br /&gt;we ate at the indian temple there.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to tell the uncle tht i dont want chili !&lt;br /&gt;so my food was rlly spicy and mong had to finish for me.&lt;br /&gt;i was tearing LORH.&lt;br /&gt;erpxz.&lt;br /&gt;rushed back to church cause we were getting late and jon was suddenly told tht he had to lead a short worship session.&lt;br /&gt;the workshop was AMAZINGly interesting.&lt;br /&gt;rev steven elzinger is soo talented.&lt;br /&gt;and his son is too !&lt;br /&gt;michaels voice -as kah jun aptly puts it- can melt.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;we learnt how to harmonize.&lt;br /&gt;though i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;i was doing the melody.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;but i still went off !&lt;br /&gt;so lousy.&lt;br /&gt;but after tht they played some songs and it was funn :D&lt;br /&gt;went upstairs cause everyone was gng to leave.&lt;br /&gt;ended up getting emotional agn.&lt;br /&gt;i threw a tanthrum !&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS (:&lt;br /&gt;so fun-neh.&lt;br /&gt;now tht i think of it, it was qte ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;stormed off.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow the rest caught up.&lt;br /&gt;and my train came first agn !&lt;br /&gt;icks.&lt;br /&gt;hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;they did tht run after the train and wave thing agn.&lt;br /&gt;the person sitting nxt to me was like siao.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;but thnks guys.&lt;br /&gt;you rlly made me happier.&lt;br /&gt;and i definitely smiled (:&lt;br /&gt;went to ah ma's hse.&lt;br /&gt;she cooked crab specially for me !&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;im so touched.&lt;br /&gt;everyones being so swt to me.&lt;br /&gt;ohh.&lt;br /&gt;tht reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;i signed up for youth retreat today !&lt;br /&gt;yayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;thts basically my very packed weekend.&lt;br /&gt;and woahhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;thts a very very loooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggg entry.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think anyones gna bother reading this.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta study and do project !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tataa.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-111012020246951816?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110951498675302793</id><published>2005-02-27T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T22:36:26.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lols!.</title><content type='html'>my goodness that was so long. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways had a good time on saturdayy at discipuli. i was pretty distracted tho. oops. my attention span is getting shorter and shorter by dayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun!! =) but you must cheer up and be strong ok! dajie support you! *huggs. sorry make you so embarassed on the train. hee. i am kinda like 'high'. thank God the WA is going well. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lub youu!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110951498675302793?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110943134761303234</id><published>2005-02-26T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T23:22:27.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hohohohoho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like santa claus.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;investitures &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; over.&lt;br /&gt;like breathes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;it was actually not as exciting.&lt;br /&gt;and missing lessons was.&lt;br /&gt;okaaaay only.&lt;br /&gt;nothing great abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;and the schools i was supposed to usher abt.&lt;br /&gt;they left like &lt;strong&gt;rlly rlly&lt;/strong&gt; early.&lt;br /&gt;so so much for tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cried &lt;em&gt;three&lt;/em&gt; times yesterday larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like whatever can.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;and it was over silly little things.&lt;br /&gt;but im fine now.&lt;br /&gt;after crying at home for like one and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;i went for shopping therapy after tht.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a nice decent hair band.&lt;br /&gt;and spent my mumies money !&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeeeee !&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;but thn my eyes turned real red and puffy.&lt;br /&gt;luckily after i reached home only.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to go sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early.&lt;br /&gt;went to church.&lt;br /&gt;mumie didnt make her waffles !&lt;br /&gt;cheat my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;*sniffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played captains ball (:&lt;br /&gt;like after dont know how many eons.&lt;br /&gt;but the only girls were me and germsiewermsie.&lt;br /&gt;shimin came.&lt;br /&gt;but she left early to get her singpass or smthg.&lt;br /&gt;yups.&lt;br /&gt;was qte interesting.&lt;br /&gt;germss is to shortt.&lt;br /&gt;shes a good player but shes not tall enough to catch.&lt;br /&gt;like HAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to church.&lt;br /&gt;liang sheng wanted to pull us go see chio bu.&lt;br /&gt;his school dance performance thingie.&lt;br /&gt;like i nd to go see chio bu like tht.&lt;br /&gt;alamak.&lt;br /&gt;but it was qte hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;the 'tussle' tht is.&lt;br /&gt;in the end germs and i 'won'.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt go.&lt;br /&gt;instead we studied (:&lt;br /&gt;so guai right ?&lt;br /&gt;or rather i studied and she did discipleship QT.&lt;br /&gt;i was studying bio.&lt;br /&gt;like ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tht was youth alpha.&lt;br /&gt;i think im so irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;apparently im supposed to go do the logistics and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt know.&lt;br /&gt;i thought only click click click for presenter 3.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;and yea.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we photostated the lyrics for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;the computer abit the sotsot alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;uncle alvin was a great speaker though.&lt;br /&gt;hes qte fun-neh.&lt;br /&gt;but the grp session was &lt;strong&gt;B O R I N G&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;i think the grps a little too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;before the grp session started.&lt;br /&gt;i hurt myself.&lt;br /&gt;its actually qte &lt;em&gt;fun-neh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but diary made me angry abt it.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end.&lt;br /&gt;i got pissed.&lt;br /&gt;i think hes pissed with me too.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;so its like.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to sit dwn on the kindergarten chair.&lt;br /&gt;and as i was sitting.&lt;br /&gt;germs goes ohh wait.&lt;br /&gt;and pulls the chair away.&lt;br /&gt;so i go *boom*&lt;br /&gt;and my back hits the chair seat.&lt;br /&gt;*wails.&lt;br /&gt;it hurt OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;glares&lt;/em&gt; at liang sheng.&lt;br /&gt;its was more of the skin surface being scraped.&lt;br /&gt;there was a little bleeding at one part where it was qte bad.&lt;br /&gt;and the area ard it was like reddish.&lt;br /&gt;internal bleeding !&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;thn there was discipleship.&lt;br /&gt;which was like yawns.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt boring.&lt;br /&gt;i was just tired.&lt;br /&gt;and we rushed through our prayer agn !&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;im such a &lt;strong&gt;shi bai&lt;/strong&gt; grp leader.&lt;br /&gt;i will end on time the nxt time ard.&lt;br /&gt;ad i will make sure we have a proper prayer time.&lt;br /&gt;i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so much for tht.&lt;br /&gt;so tiredd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*yawns.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110943134761303234?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110943134761303234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110943134761303234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110943134761303234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110943134761303234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/02/hohohohoho.html' title='hohohohoho.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110916628576478359</id><published>2005-02-23T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T21:44:45.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>investitures coming up !&lt;br /&gt;*gasps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so not ready.&lt;br /&gt;and mr heng apparently isnt too !&lt;br /&gt;we were like supposed to stay back yesterday to do the board.&lt;br /&gt;but he cldnt get the pics ready.&lt;br /&gt;so it was supposed to be today.&lt;br /&gt;thn hes not ready agn.&lt;br /&gt;like wow.&lt;br /&gt;so its tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;abit rush only larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had to take my black and white pic agn !&lt;br /&gt;urghs.&lt;br /&gt;kudus made me pose twice for her.&lt;br /&gt;and at least the ones she took were like half my face blocked off.&lt;br /&gt;this time.&lt;br /&gt;its like my whole face.&lt;br /&gt;icks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatas (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110916628576478359?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110916628576478359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110916628576478359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110916628576478359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110916628576478359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/02/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110899741662360175</id><published>2005-02-21T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T23:18:06.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>differentiation -- icks.</title><content type='html'>like wow.&lt;br /&gt;mrs.yeo is like teaching at a million miles an hour.&lt;br /&gt;she is scaring me totally.&lt;br /&gt;i have this feeling tht if i miss a single one of her lessons.&lt;br /&gt;im so gna die.&lt;br /&gt;shes like teaching a topic a period.&lt;br /&gt;so like if i miss one lesson.&lt;br /&gt;i probably wont have time to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.&lt;br /&gt;im stuckk.&lt;br /&gt;stuck on this stupidd differentiation question.&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;and it seems like the rest i also dunno how to do.&lt;br /&gt;this is seriosuly depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to do it tmrw morning.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;now for chem, phys and bio worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;its gna be one long nite.&lt;br /&gt;well actually.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;i've done most of those worksheets alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;just have to complete them.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110899741662360175?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110899741662360175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110899741662360175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110899741662360175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110899741662360175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/02/differentiation-icks_21.html' title='differentiation -- icks.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110888685057665136</id><published>2005-02-20T16:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T16:11:40.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>b r e a k i n g my &lt;3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;wheeeeeeee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much has happened this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;investiture's like nxt wk can ?&lt;br /&gt;so fast ; whew.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;luckily our prefects dance is ready alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those concerned abt me today.&lt;br /&gt;im really okay.&lt;br /&gt;as in really.&lt;br /&gt;just needed some time to calm dwn.&lt;br /&gt;im sry i was so petty.&lt;br /&gt;was a lil heady ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paisehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes.&lt;br /&gt;iheartyouall (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doing tht thing you do ;&lt;br /&gt;breaking my heart into a million pieces ;&lt;br /&gt;like you alws do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110888685057665136?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110888685057665136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110888685057665136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110888685057665136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110888685057665136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/02/b-r-e-k-i-n-g-my-3_20.html' title='b r e a k i n g my &lt;3.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110837999480725891</id><published>2005-02-14T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T19:19:54.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy everything (:</title><content type='html'>heyheys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY CNY people !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and HAPPY VALENTINES DAY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;im too lazy to do it one by one.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll just lump both tgt (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to school today.&lt;br /&gt;was stuck at home.&lt;br /&gt;nearly died of boredom can ?&lt;br /&gt;icks.&lt;br /&gt;looks like my vday presents will be one day late.&lt;br /&gt;but i heard i didnt miss much at school (:&lt;br /&gt;yayness.&lt;br /&gt;and chinese test was postponed.&lt;br /&gt;hooray for the tchers.&lt;br /&gt;finally a smart move.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;yeouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blarhs.&lt;br /&gt;you are really getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;stop talking to me will you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaodi.&lt;br /&gt;please smile.&lt;br /&gt;life has its ups and dwns.&lt;br /&gt;dont let this one long dwn get you stuck.&lt;br /&gt;dont stay dwn forever.&lt;br /&gt;look up and on to the longggg up kae ?&lt;br /&gt;smile smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iheartyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110837999480725891?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110804465224955113</id><published>2005-02-10T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T22:10:52.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala.</title><content type='html'>heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dadies okayy (:&lt;br /&gt;much better le !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;got school tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110804465224955113?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110804465224955113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110804465224955113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110804465224955113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110804465224955113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/02/lalala.html' title='lalala.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110787766850719453</id><published>2005-02-08T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T23:47:48.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heys.</title><content type='html'>cant help it if your dad's sick right?? =) how's he anyways??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh. happy CNY. *huggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110787333381427581</id><published>2005-02-08T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T22:35:33.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy CNY (:</title><content type='html'>hellos.&lt;br /&gt;its so fast and CNY is here alrdy.thinking abt it..&lt;br /&gt;its like time is really really flying and theres only one more school day to week seven !&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;thts rather.&lt;br /&gt;scary ?&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;this week has been rather crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday.&lt;br /&gt;i chased after a post office tht had disappeared !&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;sound crazy enough.&lt;br /&gt;well basically.i had to post the investiture invites.&lt;br /&gt;and and and.&lt;br /&gt;because we werent sure whether we cld send black envelopes [the themes noir et blanc ! ]..&lt;br /&gt;we decided it wld be safer to go dwn to the post office to check.&lt;br /&gt;problem is.&lt;br /&gt;we all didnt know where the freaking post office in amk was.&lt;br /&gt;but choots thought she knew.&lt;br /&gt;so she led the way there.&lt;br /&gt;and lo and behold.&lt;br /&gt;whn we arrived..it had disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;so we asked for directions..followed instructions..&lt;br /&gt;asked for directions agn..thn followed the instructions agn.&lt;br /&gt;and we walked and we walked and we walked.&lt;br /&gt;and we walked somemore.&lt;br /&gt;hahs.&lt;br /&gt;and finally we reached there.&lt;br /&gt;only to see this long long longg queue.&lt;br /&gt;erpxz.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to check first.&lt;br /&gt;see whether the stamp tht we had on the envelope-which totally ruined the classy effect-was enough alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be 50cents.&lt;br /&gt;-cause the envelopes were non standard ones-&lt;br /&gt;[we made the envelopes ourselves you see]&lt;br /&gt;and we only had 23cents.&lt;br /&gt;blarhs.&lt;br /&gt;so we had to stick extra stamps on.&lt;br /&gt;and it was ugggggggglly !&lt;br /&gt;wails.&lt;br /&gt;okayy.&lt;br /&gt;so choots,nette and i were there frantically sticking stamps.&lt;br /&gt;cause we were all so tiredd alrdy and all of us wanted to rush home.&lt;br /&gt;especially nette.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;after the CNY celebrations tht went on overtime.&lt;br /&gt;i went back to primary school for class gathering !&lt;br /&gt;yays.&lt;br /&gt;but......&lt;br /&gt;the wonderful guys.&lt;br /&gt;brought along their friends [frm other pri sch one].&lt;br /&gt;grs.&lt;br /&gt;so irritating can.&lt;br /&gt;thn we were chased out of school and the amazing guys.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt even really talk in school.&lt;br /&gt;and they wanted to go off and play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;some kind of class gathering.&lt;br /&gt;so while deciding whether the guys were gna follow us for lunch or play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;zhijian arrived.&lt;br /&gt;its like totally.omgoodness.&lt;br /&gt;he shot up so much and slim down alot alot alott !&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;well.in the end they chased their friends away.&lt;br /&gt;and we went compass point to eat lunch at captain cook or smthg like tht.&lt;br /&gt;shan paid for me !&lt;br /&gt;thanks gurl.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to top up my wallet after paying for the stamps yesterday !&lt;br /&gt;the stamps were nine fortyfive dollars can ?&lt;br /&gt;so retarded..&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch they went off and i went gaigai.&lt;br /&gt;got myself a red tee for CNY !&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;talk about late CNY shopping.&lt;br /&gt;and it was only after i went to about every single clothes store there.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;everything was either too ahma or too ex.&lt;br /&gt;or i just didnt like it (:&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;at least i got it.&lt;br /&gt;teehees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yea.&lt;br /&gt;thts my week so far.&lt;br /&gt;abit crazy righttt.&lt;br /&gt;mms.&lt;br /&gt;gotta runn.&lt;br /&gt;tmrw still got to wake up so so so early go granma's hse.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of granma.&lt;br /&gt;went there just now to eat reunion dinner..&lt;br /&gt;yupps.&lt;br /&gt;we had steamboat AGN.&lt;br /&gt;instead of the planned barbeque.&lt;br /&gt;because dadies sickk.&lt;br /&gt;glares at dadie.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh byes !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110787333381427581?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110787333381427581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;buhbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry.im really busy (:&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110742972621292669?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110742972621292669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110742972621292669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110742972621292669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110742972621292669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/02/rushh.html' title='rushh-'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110673274300079031</id><published>2005-01-26T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T17:45:43.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ilu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ilove&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.morethananythingelse.&lt;br /&gt;andiwillloveyouuntilthevery&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father.i need Your guidance.help me remember whos first and foremost in my life.help me to let my life be a testimony to tht.tht i dont just say it with my lips.but tht i may have the strength to carry it out with my actions.thank You Lord for hearing these words of mine.i thank You for being so great and so mighty.tht You act in ways beyond my understanding.in Jesus' name.amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110673274300079031?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110673274300079031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110673274300079031' title='0 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/&gt;hahas..why would anyone want to know wht happened to diary ?&lt;br /&gt;shakes head in amazement.&lt;br /&gt;hees.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry.your phone not interesting one.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to see lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;waste all my effort.&lt;br /&gt;till now my wrist still aching can ?&lt;br /&gt;glares.&lt;br /&gt;so much for being injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho hums.&lt;br /&gt;got back my physics and chemistry today.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeks.&lt;br /&gt;had maths.which was encouraging..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;thn tmr have higher chinese test on the whole sec one syllabus !!&lt;br /&gt;arghs.&lt;br /&gt;but can you imagine.&lt;br /&gt;zhang lao shi actually told the whole class dont nd to study if we have no time or smthg like tht.&lt;br /&gt;so omgoodness.&lt;br /&gt;but i think if i dont study..&lt;br /&gt;i'll like get a 3/100 larhs.&lt;br /&gt;thn she'll just faint.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mms.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go study.&lt;br /&gt;squints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110656438415559592?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110656438415559592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110656438415559592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110656438415559592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110656438415559592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/01/lardeedarhs.html' title='lardeedarhs.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110648884786361995</id><published>2005-01-23T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T22:00:47.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gng crazy.</title><content type='html'>germsywermsy.rachiewachie.beckywacky.gigiwigi.&lt;br /&gt;hohums.&lt;br /&gt;were trying to study after church.but..&lt;br /&gt;well.yea.you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for soccer.poor liang sheng.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;more later on kkae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110648884786361995?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110622629106577133</id><published>2005-01-20T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T21:04:51.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleahs.</title><content type='html'>its over.its all finally over.wholly and totally over.&lt;br /&gt;- whew.&lt;br /&gt;breathes in a humongous sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blarhs.&lt;br /&gt;i think my hong lou meng is speech.but wht to do.i hardly even understand half of the story.had to go and read the english translation to figure out the storyline.&lt;br /&gt;so paiseh can.&lt;br /&gt;mms.&lt;br /&gt;im amazed i even managed to write smthg out though.hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;one wisdom rockks.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;just had to do tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhkay.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna go back to slacking.&lt;br /&gt;byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110622629106577133?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110622629106577133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110622629106577133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110622629106577133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110622629106577133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/01/bleahs.html' title='bleahs.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110612810340114833</id><published>2005-01-19T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T17:48:23.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bOo !</title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew. all the tests are done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the yan jiang gao and ying yong wen.&lt;br /&gt;blarhs.&lt;br /&gt;my chinese is no good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least the presentation of the li shi da xian chang thingie is over..&lt;br /&gt;breathes a sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alritey. bring it on mann.&lt;br /&gt;im all ready and hyped to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;ohhkay.. im super high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie. i replied le (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110526291468632431</id><published>2005-01-09T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T17:28:34.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp.</title><content type='html'>camps finally over.&lt;br /&gt;it was super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;jan,debs,qing and i stayed up the whole night doing the souvenirs and writing warm fuzzies..hahas.reallie hope wisdom liked their souvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;the four of us were like super super high during the campfire and later in class doing the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;all janis' fault.&lt;br /&gt;glares at janis..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;*chirp chirp.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super tired still..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;got a whole week to catch up on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. gotta run to my granma's for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*realised tht kee yuen and yeeyin are in table tennis.not track..&lt;br /&gt;and dorcas is changping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110526291468632431?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110526291468632431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110526291468632431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110526291468632431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110526291468632431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/01/camp.html' title='camp.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110501786438883417</id><published>2005-01-06T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T21:24:24.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first week of school.</title><content type='html'>my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;the first week of school is almost over already..&lt;br /&gt;thts like.&lt;br /&gt;super fast larhs.&lt;br /&gt;mms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;if im not mistaken..i have not had a single lessons this week.which is darn sadd can.&lt;br /&gt;i missed two periods of history yesterday..and another one today.&lt;br /&gt;plus lit !!&lt;br /&gt;arghs.&lt;br /&gt;screams loud loud.&lt;br /&gt;my two weakest subjects.&lt;br /&gt;somemore is on japan..which will be tested in week 9.&lt;br /&gt;im so gonna die larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this week has gone by so fast cause of the counsellor duties.&lt;br /&gt;one wisdom rockks !!&lt;br /&gt;hahas.the girls are mostly old girls larh..&lt;br /&gt;strangely theyre enthu sometimes..and at other times theyre like super duper dead-ed.&lt;br /&gt;weird ehh.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;they still rockk and theyre still a great great class.&lt;br /&gt;rachel loves her sec ones.&lt;br /&gt;esp. shanna,sharrie,jiemin,caralyn,gillian and victoria !!&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;theyre my little recess grp cept for gillian and victoria.&lt;br /&gt;ohhyeah.&lt;br /&gt;theyre two of the new girls who came in through sports.&lt;br /&gt;theyre gym girls and i think ainslie and kee yuen are too (:&lt;br /&gt;gil and vic are sooooooo cutee !!&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;theyre damn adorable.&lt;br /&gt;and super flexible.&lt;br /&gt;its scary watching them do splits..they make it look so simple.&lt;br /&gt;and looking at the very very pretty gillian..you can never imagine how cheeky she truly is.&lt;br /&gt;shes an unruly lil bundle of nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;thn theres zhixi n yee yin.trackers.theyre like chao ji amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;so today we were supposed to have bonding games and my crazy lil girls decided to play truth or dare instead.&lt;br /&gt;oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;and it alwaes ended up with me !&lt;br /&gt;like wht is this mann.&lt;br /&gt;so nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;tmr is the overnight camp..saturday the cca fair..&lt;br /&gt;been spending so much time preparing for both..&lt;br /&gt;my mum happily threw away the box tht contained the souvenirs i made !!&lt;br /&gt;which conveniently contained alot of my sec three worksheets too larhs.&lt;br /&gt;so smart larh.so smart.&lt;br /&gt;and its not threw away.its sold.&lt;br /&gt;to the kurung guni man somemore.&lt;br /&gt;joke man.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;stayed back today to work on souvenirs for wisdom..&lt;br /&gt;really hope they like it.&lt;br /&gt;we worked like really hard on them larhs.&lt;br /&gt;and i think its qte nice lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;we're such great counsellors.&lt;br /&gt;debs.qing.jan.me !&lt;br /&gt;we rockk too (:&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;so thick skinned.&lt;br /&gt;but its the truth !!&lt;br /&gt;just cant be helped larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy..&lt;br /&gt;gotta go finish up the letters.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of the fuzzy wuzzies.or was it warm fuzzies.&lt;br /&gt;smthg like tht larh..&lt;br /&gt;hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for camp..&lt;br /&gt;water games and all..&lt;br /&gt;mohan is amazing..hes getting their class tee in by tmr..&lt;br /&gt;and the counsellors have one too !&lt;br /&gt;yays.&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna wear for campfire.&lt;br /&gt;so united ritee..&lt;br /&gt;as i said..wisdom rockks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh byes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110501786438883417?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110501786438883417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110501786438883417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110501786438883417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110501786438883417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-week-of-school.html' title='first week of school.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110474919586306646</id><published>2005-01-03T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T18:46:35.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moved.</title><content type='html'>i moved sweetie. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://-angelle.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you. and happy schooling. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110474919586306646?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110474919586306646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110474919586306646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110474919586306646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110474919586306646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2005/01/moved.html' title='moved.'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110406655033563716</id><published>2004-12-26T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T21:09:10.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>hahas.&lt;br /&gt;okok.sorry da jie.&lt;br /&gt;hms.finally online after about a week or two.hahas.and my inbox is..erms.well im taking my own sweet time going through everything.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;theres this.thn theres tht.thn theres the nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;screams.&lt;br /&gt;so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;and thn theres the terribly outdated stuff.&lt;br /&gt;like carolling ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;okok.&lt;br /&gt;so its probably my fault.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;so many things happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;world looking in this friday.&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time.ticket sales arent going tht well.hopefully pple will buy more on tht day itself.&lt;br /&gt;church is seriously gonna become my second home this week.i have a feeling i'll be going down like pratically every day.&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhboy.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;my stall is starting to look good.&lt;br /&gt;hees.&lt;br /&gt;MITCHELL HONG.&lt;br /&gt;your stall wont look tht great anymore.hahas.our signboard turned out well OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;and we did it on our own.not with help like SOMEBODY had to get.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mms.&lt;br /&gt;qte tiredd after doing the stall.&lt;br /&gt;so havoc can.&lt;br /&gt;especially tht GERMSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;and tht DEBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;hmsee and i were like..........&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;okay.so i went a little crazy myself too.&lt;br /&gt;thn just before becks and i left.all the stores decided to do a domino act and started falling over.theyre seriously a lil too.....shaky.for lack of better word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;thts all larhs.&lt;br /&gt;bye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you.&lt;br /&gt;hope youre feeling better alr.sorry i cldnt reallie help this morning.continue praying kae.rmb tht God will do whts best for you kae.smile smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110406655033563716?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110406655033563716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110406655033563716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110406655033563716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110406655033563716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2004/12/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110251783841627564</id><published>2004-12-08T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T23:00:50.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prefects outing</title><content type='html'>todayy we had our prefects outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was PATHETIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy larhs. so lets not be mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wht can i say whn only &lt;strong&gt;NINE&lt;/strong&gt; prefects went ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe even less than tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we watched the polar express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda cutesy pie thingie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very little kiddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i-dont-believe-in-santa-or-magic-but-after-a-trip-i-believe thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thts all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuthing great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110251783841627564?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110251783841627564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110251783841627564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110251783841627564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110251783841627564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2004/12/prefects-outing.html' title='prefects outing'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110197143578541458</id><published>2004-12-02T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T15:10:35.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz.</title><content type='html'>hahas.&lt;br /&gt;i was damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;so.....&lt;br /&gt;i made a quiz.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. its quite biased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz_IM.php?quizname=041202020340-640113"&gt;quiz.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/scoreboard.php?quizname=041202020340-640113"&gt;score.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if youre very free.&lt;br /&gt;go do it. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;if not.&lt;br /&gt;dont waste yr time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110197143578541458?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110197143578541458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110197143578541458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110197143578541458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110197143578541458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2004/12/quiz.html' title='quiz.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110196870460999361</id><published>2004-12-02T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T14:25:04.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy.</title><content type='html'>hellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;im being reallie lazyyy.&lt;br /&gt;cant even be bothered to blog about everything thts happening.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;piggie me.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its cause theres so much going on.&lt;br /&gt;so much to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;thn whn i finally get down to it.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;cause im really reallie long winded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically the P6 intro overniter was very good.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to mitchell and the fellowship team.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;the only part i didnt like was being blindfolded.&lt;br /&gt;-glares at song-&lt;br /&gt;i nearly choked in there OKAE.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;smelt like daryl.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeewie.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;okayy.&lt;br /&gt;so it wasnt tht bad.&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fang yu's coming back soon.&lt;br /&gt;or is she back already ?&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to see her.&lt;br /&gt;poor girls a lil upset.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;cheer up kae girlfriend ?&lt;br /&gt;im praying for you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;world looking in is progressing quite well.&lt;br /&gt;our first few meetings were quite good.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;im just kinda wondering how we're gonna work on zero capital.&lt;br /&gt;as in.&lt;br /&gt;no budget.&lt;br /&gt;erpxz.&lt;br /&gt;means we've got a longg list of pple to approach.&lt;br /&gt;to sponsor some sorta food or smthg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jon's gone off to vietnam le.&lt;br /&gt;oh sighs.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was kinda bad.&lt;br /&gt;but ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;im leaving it all up to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think thts all.&lt;br /&gt;buh byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110196870460999361?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110196870460999361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110196870460999361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110154064663591863</id><published>2004-11-27T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T15:30:46.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>thanks sweetie. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dajie luvs you too. goodness youre like adorable lahh. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hides under the table again.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhs. i hope i dun do that again later at dinner. its gonna be even more embarassing. lols. k lahh ta girll. have a good time at umak's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110154064663591863?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110154064663591863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DA JIE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. i think we sang her like 3 or 4 birthday songs todayy. hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. just wanna say tht i lurve my da jie and jus wanna wish her all the best in the upcoming year. every year is tough. but every year brings with it reallie great memories. at some time or another. hope you'll enjoy it thoroughly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im reallie sorie i've been throwing my tanthrums. thanks for bearing with me. youre the best. takkaire and God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110153739430979615?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110153739430979615/comments/default' 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type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>thought you would like to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the b*tch i scolded in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;in fact. every b*tch i scolded in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;was &lt;b&gt;myself&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for the misunderstanding caused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110140303102362368?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110140303102362368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110140303102362368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110140303102362368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110093311328562520</id><published>2004-11-20T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T14:45:13.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worship retreat.</title><content type='html'>woke up on friday and it was like... urghs.i seriously dont feel like getting out of bed sorta feeling.but i got out anywae.after all my bag was packed and my dad was 'raring' to go.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becky  thought it started at ten cause thts wht the indemnity form said.so whn she told me we were gonna be late.i sorta freaked and was like darn.didnt even bother to check my watch.just went rush rush rush.reached church at 945am.wow.absolutely fantastic.thts like not early at all.all we could do was sit there and rot.ohh.becky was fussy abt her eyes.apparently smthg got into to her left eye and was irritating it.it went reallie reallie red and this yellowy pus thingie covered the corner of her eye.it was truly disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn we waited.and we waited and we waited.thn hmsee msged tht she was coming.so i walked out to her hse.which is reallie very near.as i walked out.guess who i saw ? david wong.hahas.so enthu.anywae.im so glad hui min came.i mean yays.theres more girls my age now.ohh.and shes like piano grade 7.not bad ehh.not badd at all.but she says playing the keyboard for a band is reallie different frm playing piano.hahas.well i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our camp commandant,andrew and angel finally arrived in a taxi.hahas.i guessed correctly.poor angel was carrying a bigg watermelon[if i remember correctly].okayy.im gonna go in fast forward mode now.we had a briefing.had to intro ourselves.was silly enough to be upset by mitchell and liang song.decided to eat pizza for lunch.during the one hour waiting for the 2 for 1 pizza to arrive, we played this reallie lame game.hahas.lame but fun larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.our team gave up first.and let the guys fight it out.it was a smart choice.hahas.not tht it wasnt funn.it was very funn.i think we all laughed alot alot alot.especially at the guys.theyre hillarious.its just tht thinking of commercials and acting them out were a little too tiring.we ran out of ideas.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i said tht the sec 3s '04 rockk ? hahas.were so enthu.so on.hahas.but seriously.guys like mitchell and kah jun add life to everything.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the retreat.aftre lunch we relaxed ? i think larhs.we had dadie's theme talk followed by games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for games.they split us into new groups.hahas.i got into the group because i blur blur stuckk my head into the line somewhere.but nvm.no regrets.cause my group just rockks.we had to come up with a group name.so we called ourselves eeyore.after poshs stuffed toy.thn we realised we had to come up with a cheer.my grp went reallie wild.all sorts of nonsense came out of us.haha.thn we had this hunt and shoot game.like they gave us a list of things to find and we just had to take photos of them or bring them.smthg like treasure hunt but with an interesting twist.mms.mitchell joel and i did the items on one side while posh and dom did the other side.there were all sorts of wierd stuff on the list.seriously.like purple car.rugby ball.i mean.how on earth do you find those things around the estate.but it was truly enjoyable.lots of memories.like how mitchell walked all the way into someones hse to take a picture of their pink curtains.and asking this other guy if we could take a picture of his sunglasses.plus.joel bought a pineapple.hahas.we found all the items KAE ! thts reallie no mean feat.but wht can i say ? eeyore just rockks ! like duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had an auction to get our dinner with the points we won frm the games.and since eeyore rockks so much.we had the smarts to bid wisely.for not so expensive price tags.we managed to get twisties and uncle mak's ribs.yums.plus ltr we bidded on two apple strudels which auntie bee khim kindly bought us.double yums.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all tht excitement.we settled down for the workshops.i went for the vocals one.besides tht which one can i attend ritee ? hahas.it was good.although uncle kim yong claims he took twenty minutes to prepare only.it was a great session. lots of funn and lots of laughs.typical uncle kim yong style.it was short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whn we went back up to grace 1.becks had just arrived !! we went into the hall and heard salome hoon sing !! hahas.now shes REALLIE got talent.serious.hahas.well she was doing the keyboard masterclass.and was teaching angel this new song.it was very very extremely nice.posh was so in lurve with it.hahas.smthg abt melting in the song.hees.farnehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn we had supper.QT.rehearsals for the application session.our grp was quite the '?' grp.i dunno how to describe it.all the vocalists were first timers.posh me n mitchell.and mitchell was even leading the worship on his first time.woah.appluase.he was reallie nervous about it.caleb is still rather new to the drums.andrew was on the keyboard.not exactly his first choice.like shimin who was on the bass.the only one comfortable was probably dom on the guitar.hahas.we wasted quite a lot of our rehearsal time.erpxz.so after tht we sat outside the toilets there and started practising.our grp just grew and grew.and soon we had this bigg grp of pple sitting in a circle singing God's praises in the middle of the night.as in literally middle of the night.we sang til about one plus when uncle mak suddenly switched off the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.one o clock was the lights out.but by the time i got to bed it was close to two.but i couldnt sleep.and there were like so many pple talking outside the room.even if i could sleep i wouldnt be able to.ohwells.then becks and i went walking and went down to the basement where she started teaching mitchell physics.mms.in the end i went to bed ard 3.45.but couldnt reallie sleep cause someone was snoring like real loud.and then there was the fact that i kept on waking up for no reason.sigh.whn i finally got out of bed.i was aching all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of this morning went by in a breeze.mitchell was like fabulous.he made a few mistakes.but considering it was his first time.it was good.mms.thn we had clean up and it was back home for us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.im a lil lazy now.cant be bothered with the nitty gritties any longer.hees.well bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110093311328562520?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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As far as most people were concerned, that was enough to make me a Christian. In fact, all along I believed that I was a Christian too. However, I never knew what it was like to have a relationship with Him. I never did quiet time. I would read the Bible only on Sundays to find the interesting stories that my Sunday School teachers were telling me. I would only pray when I was in need of something or when I was scared. The only times I thanked God was before my meals. If I had problems, I would tell my friends or I would go running to my parents so that they would solve it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, towards the end of 1998, we moved to San Francisco. I think of all the moves we made, that was one of the most difficult. It didn't help much that most of the kids in the school I was enrolled in were already in cliques. Gradually I settled in, but there were these guys that picked constantly on my group of friends. In fact it felt as if I was singled out especially because I was different. They would tease my friends and I until they elicited a response. It was really very frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, in April 1999, I started having nightmares everytime I went to bed. I would fall asleep only to wake up later that night, crying. This happened daily for about a week and every night my parents would come into my room and comfort me. Finally, one night, my dad sat down next to me and asked me to bring out my Bible. He pointed me to various verses in the Bible which brought me great comfort. The ones that told of God's great love and His promise to always be there for us were the ones that struck a chord especially. My dad then asked whether I wanted God to come into my life, whether I wanted these promises for myself. Naturally, I responded with a yes, after which he led me in the sinners' prayer in asking Jesus Christ to be my Lord and Saviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life after accepting Jesus Christ as my Lord and Saviour was, well, normal. At that time it didn't seem to have changed much. Looking back now, I realize that I had changed. I was no longer affected by what others said about me; I couldn't be bothered when those guys disturbed me about my being different. I was definitely much happier in school. In fact, so much so that when I left San Francisco, it was with a heavy heart. Holding to the promise that God loved me no matter what and would always be with me, I grew to be more confident and was able to make more friends. Thinking back on those days, I can only think of the happy memories. In fact, it was only as I wrote my testimony that the unpleasant incidents came back to mind. And even so, it doesn't bother me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that without the Spirit's guidance in my life, I would never be able to even come close to being the person I am today. There is no way I would have changed from the shy, introverted child that I was into who I am now. Leading others like what I am doing in school at present was but an impossible dream to me before I became a Christian. But with God, nothing is impossible and I really have to thank Him for the amazing works that He's done in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* hms. thought it would be good to put my testimony up. but it'll be a lil below. writing about camp !! (: or retreat or whatever. hahas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110092979334839136?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110092979334839136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110092979334839136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110092979334839136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110092979334839136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2004/11/testimony.html' title='testimony'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110078734080382715</id><published>2004-11-18T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T22:15:40.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great.</title><content type='html'>hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im being wayy too emotional here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why cant i just let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres smthg very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not with this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i dont care anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;no. i cant say tht. tht wld be a lie. cause if i didnt care no more. i wldnt be typing this. one moment i feel so loved. the next. im out in the cold. whts with tht ? i cant handle it. i cant handle it no more. do you hear me. no. you probably dont. let me go. let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;wont you&lt;br /&gt;take me by the hand;&lt;br /&gt;take me somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;i dont know who you are&lt;br /&gt;but im with you*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110078734080382715?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110078734080382715/comments/default' title='Post 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align="center"&gt;the&lt;strong&gt;tallest&lt;/strong&gt;tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by lim yu ling mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she lies alone in silent recluse,&lt;br /&gt;shrouded and masked by verdant trees of green,&lt;br /&gt;gazing up at them in longing remorse,&lt;br /&gt;she bows her head low and begins to weep&lt;br /&gt;for the tallest tree there she had once been,&lt;br /&gt;teaming with life and thick, lush greenery.&lt;br /&gt;her royal highness of spindle and silk,&lt;br /&gt;and kingfisher with is brocade of gold,&lt;br /&gt;had all claimed residence among her leaves,&lt;br /&gt;and between branches that hung below.&lt;br /&gt;but then one fine day the clouds grew heavy,&lt;br /&gt;as did the radiant sun make its depart.&lt;br /&gt;searing white light and a deafening crack.&lt;br /&gt;the goliath collapsed and lay, a wreck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;there is smthg seriously wrong in this world that we're living in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110009052834823208?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110009052834823208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110009052834823208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-is-this.html' title='what is this.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110001720153454761</id><published>2004-11-10T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T19:46:09.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed up-</title><content type='html'>hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am seriously messing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you agree ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ouch.&lt;br /&gt;yourepiercingmyheart.&lt;br /&gt;likeaknife.&lt;br /&gt;youtear.yourerippingme&lt;strong&gt;apart&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;whyamiso&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;screwed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;/give me wings to fly away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fly away.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from this pain/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110001720153454761?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110001720153454761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110001720153454761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110001720153454761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110001720153454761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2004/11/screwed-up.html' title='screwed up-'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110001675788706190</id><published>2004-11-10T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T00:12:37.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to you*</title><content type='html'>you*i think you noe who you are.and i noe youre gonna read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;yarh.i said i was fine.yes.i said to forget it.but do you noe how much it hurts.to have a promise forgotten.just swept aside just like tht.do you seriously think everythings gonna be fine.wiht just the snap of your fingers.yeah.i noe youre being reallie nice to me.and i appreciate tht.cos when im down.you somehow manage to cheer me up.but you noe what.im cant handle it when youre not tht person.sometimes it seems to me tht you totally change.like youve got a split personality or smthg.it scares me.how can you just change.just like tht.frm a caring person to one whos so hard and cold.its reallie scary.you noe what.i do like you.youre one of the best frieds ive ever had.in fact probably my best.but at the same time i question myself.i cant help it.i just have to.how can you be my best friend.when i hardly even noe you.isnt that an irony in itself.am i giving too much of myself into this friendship ? or do you just not care at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110001675788706190?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110001675788706190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110001675788706190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2004/11/to-you.html' title='to you*'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-110001611274961422</id><published>2004-11-09T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T00:05:45.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ello ello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;im seriously boredd.as in very very boreddd.and my idiotic mouse isnt working.so its sorta like stuck there and im just typing.ritee.this is badd.urghs.ohhkays.its now back to normal.but i bet its gonna get stuck again.glares.ohwells.better than nuthin i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well.church on sunday was.i dunno.i guess it was rather dreary.i mean i noe we're supposed to be meeting God and having fellowship.but the heart just wasnt rite i suppose.and throughout the whole of everything i just cant concentrate.LIAR.glares.a certain someone noes what im talking about.sigh.im being rather childish here.please forgive me.anywae back to the subject.after church.was feeling rather down.went off with auntie lay hong's class for lunch.ate noodles.but like after i finished there was still more than half the food left ? grs.such a waste.ohhhhhkayy.the darn mouse is stuck again.bravo.ohh.hip hip hoorays.its working again.*shakes head.this mouse is seriously more temperamental than me.anywaeee.went to watch ladder49 with the girls and then took like neos.alot.alot.alot.hees.but it was funnn.the three fatsos rockk.oooops.that would be 4 i mean.then went to replace my SIM card.my phones finally working again (: yays.but i lost all my contacts.sadd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mondayy.i had school.the amazing mrs.yeo taught her supposed to be 4 hr lesson within 2.which meant i got to go home early.went home.watched ella enchanted.it was disappointing !!! urghs.seriously.it doesnt follow the storys wonderful storyline.in fact its rather far off.grs.ruins the show.then amelia came over.we decided to go jogging.so the route was something like jog to auntie karen's place.take a rest.jog back out to heartland mall.buy elyssa's bdae cake.but somehow.we never got to auntie karen's place.hahas.lousy piggies.firstly.my stamina is wayy lousy.and becks and melias are like wayy good.so basically.after awhile i just couldnt handle it.so they went ahead.in order to catch up i didnt rest long.but i couldnt find them !! i ran into every single turning.and somehow i ended up at home ! it was like erms.ritee.so i called becks and realised they were still out there.but they werent running.they were slacking.glares.so it ended up tht i ran much much more than them.cos i had to run back out to where they were stranded.hahaa.from there we went out to heartland mall.went to prima deli but the biggest cake they had was 1kg.mumie wanted like more.so we went out to emicakes which was actually mumie's first choice.however their biggest was 1.2kg and it actually looked smaller.plus it cost like 7 bucks plus plus more than the prima deli one.so we ended up going back there to buy the cake.mms.that's basically my mondayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayy.woke up.brushed teeth reall clean.i had a dental appointment.yea.rushed off for dental.reached there early in hopes that i could rush off to school after that for chem.i had all the stuff i needed to return pple in my bagg.but the stupid thing was i had to wait like eons for my turn.ended up going in around ten thirty.that's like one hour after my actual appointment time.then after changing and adjusting the braces for me.yong tau foo made me go take xrays.eeyur.waste my time.so by the time i wonderfully finished.it was like 11.17.dotts.hahaa.go to school for like around 15 minutes ? yea ritee.im not tht guai.came home.ate a pathetic lunch cos i wasnt reallie hungry.went off to church with dadie.did cross stitch while waiting for bible study to start.sam was late ! hahs.amazing.hees.well i think i either froze to death in the room while having bs or i starved to death.manns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae.just to clarify.wont be going to myanmar.decided tht i dont have the time.what with the event to plan and all.nxt years a better option.like after my Os.im thinking of a one month sorta thing.teach english :) hahas.so funn.then maybe fang yu and hmsee can come along.that reminds me.i need to write 3 testimonials for her.hahaa.yea.i guess thats all.buh byes people !! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-110001611274961422?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/110001611274961422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=110001611274961422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110001611274961422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/110001611274961422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2004/11/ello-ello.html' title='ello ello.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-109975706178450295</id><published>2004-11-06T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T23:30:24.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hellos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;do not stand at my grave and weep;&lt;br /&gt;i am not there. i do not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i am a thousand winds that blow.&lt;br /&gt;i am the diamond glints on snow.&lt;br /&gt;i am the sun on ripened grain.&lt;br /&gt;i am the gentle autumn rain.&lt;br /&gt;when you awake in the morning's hush&lt;br /&gt;i am the swift uplifting rush&lt;br /&gt;of quiet birds in circled flight.&lt;br /&gt;i am soft stars that shine at night.&lt;br /&gt;do not stand at my grave and cry;&lt;br /&gt;i am not there. i did not die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice poem ritee ? hahas.we used it during debate workshop.for smthg called choral speaking.quite cool.i reallie liked jia wei's grp's rendition of on the ning nang nong.it was soo entertaining.hahas.ohh yeah.congrats to schezn !! hahas.you go girl.you reallie did well.so calm and composed.you're my idol !! *squeals.hahaa.cherie and abi were great too though.especially abi.i reallie admire the way she can just do her speech impromptu and just be so confident about it all.although her speech wasn't convincing.it was just so captivating and entertaining.definitely.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayy was open house.quite funn.but now my toe hurts.urghs.irritating.was late for discipleship and dadie made me run up and down.glares.well.at least it stopped its bleeding.-disgisted look-which reminds me of the disected frog they had in the science lab today.it was eeeeeeewwwwwwwwwie.reallie very very disgusting.there was one frog whose heart was beating like almost what an hour or more after it was cut up.i mean like how disgusting is that ? then there was the cow's heart and the kidney and the cow's eyes !! urghs.so darn gross.i mean they were playing with the eyes.and *shivers.they ended up with cow's eye goo on their clothes.yucks.hahaa.but i think the p6 girls were rather fascinated.and those parents reallie have so much to ask.i mean hello ? but do i look like a walking education information book or smthg ? dotts.hahas.but overall today was rather brilliant :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae people.dont msg me whatever it is.my phone is currently out of order.well theres nuthing wrong with my phone.but someone.SOMEONE.played with my phone and it ended up witht his PUK no thingie.i later found out that that happened because someone typed in the wrong PIN no three times in a row.then after some kind hearted people tried to help me.the PUK no got disabled and now my SIM card is rejected by the phone and i need to get a new one.so wonderful ritee ? and according to janna its gonna cost me a cool 50 bucks.hahs.so great ritee.blarhs.like im not in enough of a debt already.still have to go replace ic.that'll cost like 100 bucks or smthg.plus replace library cards.at the rate im going.i think i'll just starve to death.sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.enough of the deppressing information.i got my shanghai photos yesterday.mrs ang was nice.very nice.but i cant say why shes nice. - vroom. so lames lorhs. but back to the topic.and so today i was looking through all the pics.hahas.the feeling of nonstalgia.ohh sighs.hahaa.there were some real nice photos as well as some reallie retarded ones.and a photo of me sleeping ! urghs.im gonna kill whoever it is that gave that photo..hahas.but ohwells.the worst part is that my big and wonderful face is on the cd.and although its not centerised.its like the first thing that catches your attn.loud groan.ohwells.that cant be undone i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.i gotta go sleep le.tmr still got church :)&lt;br /&gt;considering going for the myanmar mission trip :)) will update about that soem other time.buh byes~! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-109975706178450295?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/109975706178450295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/109975706178450295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2004/11/hellos.html' title='hellos.'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-109956186755388662</id><published>2004-11-04T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T17:51:07.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raise eyebrows-</title><content type='html'>rachh. &lt;br /&gt;have youu been here??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like there's a lot here waiting for youu. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tk care sweets. and come online lahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-109956186755388662?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/109956186755388662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=109956186755388662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/109956186755388662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/109956186755388662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2004/11/raise-eyebrows.html' title='raise eyebrows-'/><author><name>laughing abs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409000.post-109895385813011261</id><published>2004-10-28T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T16:57:38.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sorie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-109895385813011261?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/109895385813011261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=109895385813011261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/109895385813011261'/><link 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/&gt;i dont wanna initiate it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you take a stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is.. if you want it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-109888898823324534?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/109888898823324534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409000/posts/default/109888898823324534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/2004/10/forgiveness.html' title='forgiveness ?'/><author><name>rachh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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type='html'>im exhausted rachh. i dunno whether i wanna get out of my house tmr to make my ic.. would you mind if we postpone?? =/ i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny bites over the bodyy. most probably from last night. i absolutely hate sandflies. especially those from port dickson. arghhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulate me. im changing my layout again.. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachh. cheer up dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409000-109837216966102155?l=-pouts-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-pouts-.blogspot.com/feeds/109837216966102155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409000&amp;postID=109837216966102155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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